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Bachelorette Bookclub
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Pairing: Robert "BOB" Floyd x Reader (No use of Y/N)
Warnings: Drunk brunch with your brides maids, They are kinda bitches, a couple sexual jokes but most of this is fluff.
Word count: 1.5k (It's just a little Blurb)
Essentially, your celebrating your bachelorette brunch with your girls and the question of how you and your fiancé met comes up!
A/N: I just thought this was a cute idea! I've been struggling with writers block recently so please help if you have any ideas you really want someone to write! Send them to me!
On to the show
Mimosa buzzed giggles were being shared in the corner of the booth. Your closest girlfriends sitting around enjoying their 4th glass in their ultimately bottomless mimosas. 
Girl brunch had always been a part of the schedules no matter how they changed. Besides, no one was going to miss out on your bachelorette party. It was a rather simple idea, everything about the wedding was simple and you and your fiancé Bob liked it that way.  A girls weekend at a nearby hotel, it was more about enjoying the time spent together than getting plastered bar crawling for one night. 
From just over the flowerbeds sectioning off the patio of the restaurant from the rest of the hotel, a crowd of guys came bounding through wearing their swim trunks and holding towels chanting, “Pool Bar! Pool Bar! Pool Bar!” The group seemed to be almost carrying one man in the middle who seemed like he was simply embarrassed to be there. His cheeks all red, shaking his head laughing as his friends continued to pull him down the hall. 
It was your man, your fiancé, your Bob. You never knew how he managed to stay so docile and sweet when surrounded by so many brash impulsive men. You had become close with the rest of Bobs team, Natasha was a given, she was the first right of passage, everyone else was just entertainment. As much as you loved them, they weren’t anything that you’d want to spend every day with. 
Your friends had started to giggle once again as they watched the horde of a Batchelor party run by. “He really is… a catch hon.” Lydia, one of your bridesmaids commented before turning to Adyson giving her a look. It was very clear her words were condescending, and it wasn’t appreciated. “Yeah… babes you could have done so much better, look at him, has he ever had fun a day in his life? He looks like the human embodiment of a piece of paperwork… his friends are hot though and look like so much fun.” A fit of laughter and sexual comments erupted from the group of drunk women as they fawned over Bobs coworkers. 
“Hold on, hold on, we need to at least let her defend her pick.” Lexi, your maid of honor spoke up, clearly not having the rest of the parties’ rude comments. “Remember who the one getting married is, at least our bride can hold a stable relationship.” Lexi shot Adyson and Lydia a look that made them immediately shut up as they had both been known to find new lovers every week. “Why don’t you tell them how you and Bob met, that’s such a cute story. It perfectly encapsulates the relationship you have with your soon to be Hubby.” 
A light flush crossed your cheeks, grateful that Lexi had been able to reign in the chaos that had been caused by the alcohol, “Fine fine, I’ll tell it… I’m surprised you can’t recite it yourself by now Lexi” You teased placing your mimosa glass down. 
“Well, it started because I was hunting down a book for a class that I was taking. A recommendation from the professor…”
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“Haust, Heidi, come on where’s Heinlein.” Your fingers brushed over the spines of the books as you glanced at the authors names. The authors name sounded so foreign in your mind now that you had repeated it about 10,000 times over trying not to forget. 
The spine had been worn in but the name of the book could be read enough to tell, that was it, The Tunnel In The Sky. Lifting your hand to pull it off the shelf a larger hand grazed over yours, rough finger pads just barely kissing your knuckles before pulling away. “Oh.. sorry, I didn’t realize-“ 
He was handsome, but that was one of the last things you noticed about him. Eyes scanning his plain gray crewneck, then to his dark blue baseball cap, noticing how his hair was peaking out around the sides, very clearly pushed down against his head. Blue eyes seemed to fit the man, captivating and friendly, even if his facial expression was concerned about their interaction.
Perhaps the most interesting about him was the fact that the stranger hadn’t even tried to grab the book again, simply stepping back to allow you to take dibs, pulling it off the shelf. 
“It seems like we’ve both got good taste huh?” You said trying to break the rather awkward silence that had thickened between the two of you. 
The man gave a chuckle that reassured you he was just as nervous as you seemed to be about the situation. “Yeah… are you familiar with it?” He asked gesturing towards the book that was now in your hands, “Someone’s definatly read it plenty of times, the spines been subjected to lots of love.” 
You milled the book over in your hands, fingers tracing the spine now that the stranger had mentioned it. “Yeah…” Your mind wandered for a moment before you realized there was a first part to the question the man asked. “Oh! Uh, no no, it’s my first time reading it actually. I’m taking a history class right now over at SDCC (San Diego Community College) and my professor mentioned the book during a lecture and I got curious.” Feeling like you had talked far too much about yourself, you swallowed shallowly, “Um, what about you? Do you know much about it?” 
The stranger just shook his head, “No, not really, just the basic synopsis I read online… I’m actually reading it off of a recommendation too. I tend to stick to Non-Fiction books, and my friends sorta tease me for it… in a good way,” he added quickly. “Anyway, my best friend suggested this book as a good way to kinda, get out of my normal comfort zone. I’ve been trying to expand my horizons lately.”
Your nose wrinkled trying not to giggle, “So reading a different genre of book is expanding your horizons? No offence but it doesn’t seem like you live a very fast paced life.”
“You have no idea.” His head shook and it was clear something about the situation was ironic to him. 
The interaction could have ended there but you weren’t quite ready to say goodbye to the handsome stranger quite yet. Besides, there hadn’t been any decisions that decided who’d get the book. 
“Here,” You tried to offer holding the book out for the man to take, “I don’t need to read it right now, I can always just rent it later, it’s no big deal.”
The man shook his head gently pushing the book back into your grasp, “Your doing it to farther your education and understanding, I couldn’t get in the way of that.” 
“And your trying to expand your horizons and tastes, that’s important too.”
After a tense moment of silence and a range of eye movements to try to encourage the other to take the book, the man’s lips broke into a smile, eyes shifting to the book shelf. “Okay… how about this, a benefit to us both. We take turns, make it kind of a book club thing.” He offered smiling. “We read a chapter or two, then switch off, once we each read a couple chapters we meet for lunch, and talk about it?” He offered with a hopeful smile. 
How could you resist, intellectual conversation with a handsome guy over lunch? Yes please. “Alright, that sounds like a deal…” You pulled out your phone, handing it to the man to put his number in, once returned to you, it was quick to go into your pocket. 
Attention turning back to the man who had put himself into your phone as Bob Floyd, you noticed him reaching back up to the shelf for something. He grabbed another book, a second copy of “Tunnel In The Sky”, a grin spreading on his face, “Huh… another copy, weird.” 
You laughed quietly “guess we went through all that trouble of making a plan for nothing huh?”
“Not necessarily, perhaps I just chose to ignore the second newer copy in favor of the well loved copy and the opportunity to talk to a beautiful girl.” The grin on his face said it all, he was being confident, but it was new to him, and it suited him well. 
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All the girls around the table had been lulled into having their hands on their chins like children gathered for story time. “Aww, all that just to talk to you? How cute.” Adyson said her lips curling into a grin.
 “It worked didn’t it?” You responded holding up your left hand with the engagement ring on it, “He’s perfect guys, I couldn’t care less if he’s a bit timid. Bobby shows when it really counts.” 
What was a warm and tender moment quicky changed as Lexi pretended to hide her mouth to comment “He show’s out in the bedroom too.” 
A shriek escaped you as you slapped Lexi’s hand from her mouth in a playful manner as the rest of the girls laughed.  So what if Bob wasn’t the biggest, or the loudest, or the most smooth. He was yours, and that was all you could have asked him to be. 
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cecereads209 · 8 months
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Baby On Board Special: Egypt’s 30th Birthday!
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warnings: smut
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Egypt’s POV
If you would’ve told me that I would wake up on my thirtieth birthday with a pounding headache and unable to get up because of the waves of nausea that would surely send me to the bathroom, I would tell you it was because I had probably gotten lit the night before and not because I was five months pregnant. Behind my closed eyes, the morning sun shone brightly behind the blinds that covered my windows. I knew that if I peeled my eyes open then the rays would intensify the pounding behind my temples. I settled underneath my comforter, hoping that I would be able to fall back asleep for a few more minutes but that wasn’t successful. To add on, I heard rustling down the hall from my room that had me curious. The night before, Erik had told me that he would be going into work for a few hours just to attend a few meetings that he had scheduled but he assured me that he would be back to spend some with me.
Shifting onto my back, I raised my hands over my eyes and underneath my palms, I opened my eyes. I split my fingers one by one to soften the blow of my sunshine illuminated room. I stared up at my ceiling before I shifted my legs over the edge of my bed and slowly eased my upper body to sit up right. Usually, I would reach for my phone but recently, I had made the decision to limit my screen time in the morning. I knew that if I were to turn my phone on, I would see countless notifications of text messages, people tagging me on instagram, and even calls from family and friends that wished me a happy birthday. I moved my feet to find my slides that I wore around the house and once I found them, I slipped them on and slowly stood. Without fail, that feeling crept up and it had me hurrying to the bathroom, lifting the toilet and emptying a clear liquid into the toilet. I took several breaths over that bowl before standing up right and going to flush the toilet. I was slowly getting used to this part of being pregnant but I couldn’t lie and say that I couldn’t wait for this wave to pass. I had recently purchased a herbal tea blend that’s meant to ease the nausea and it's done its job ever since I’ve started drinking it.
 Afterwards, I did my morning hygiene routine. Removing my pink bonnet, I let my freshly done goddess box braids free to hang down my back. I left the bathroom and walked down the short hallway to the kitchen, where I heard most of the movement happening. I turned the corner, expecting to see Erik either packing his things to leave or cooking a quick breakfast but to my surprise, I walked into the kitchen to my older sister Faith and her family at my dining room table. Their heads turned at the sound of my entrance and smiles appeared on their faces one by one. 
“Happy birthday to youuuuu!” Faith and her husband, Jaylin sang. Even Atalia joined in despite her being unable to pronounce all of the words correctly. I never knew what to do while others sang to me so I settled for a slow sway, my fingers twiddling with the bottom of my sleep shirt, with an awkward grin planted on my face. As their song concluded, I approached them at the table, giving Faith and Jaylin a hug before scooping up Atalia from her father’s arms. Nearing three years old, my baby had gotten a bit heavier since the last time I saw her so holding her was a bit of a challenge. I gave her several kisses all over her face and neck which she giggled at before resting her head on my chest, settling into my hold.
“Thank you, guys.” I gushed before my eyes fell upon the table which was littered with plates that held a plethora of breakfast foods. With further inspection, I realized that this meal had come from my favorite breakfast spot in Chicago, Stax Cafe. Whenever I would visit Chicago, that place would be on my list to visit. The building was comfortable while still being modern. The vibe was so comforting thanks to the owners whom I’ve grown to know since I frequented the spot so much. Their fan favorites were crepes, waffles, and pancakes which came in a plethora of flavors. My favorites were their cookie butter pancakes, nutella and berry crepes, and their butter pecan waffles. All of which I spotted on the table immediately. Besides the main courses, the sides consisted of eggs, bacon, and breakfast potatoes with glasses filled with either coffee or orange juice to sip on but next to the plate that I assumed was mine at the head of the table, there was a mug.
“Awwn, my favorites! You guys did all this for me?” I questioned as I went to sit down at the head of the table with Atalia still in my arms. Once seated, I adjusted her so that she was still on my lap but facing the table of food. I had to act quick to keep her from grabbing one of the neatly plated crepes that were before me.
“We brought it but Erik paid for it.” Faith replied. “He called us days before our flight and told us what he did and that all we had to do was pick it up. He was even nice enough to buy us a lil somethin’.” Faith motioned to the other plates with waffles, more crepes, and chocolate chip pancakes that I knew were for the little one in my lap. 
“He even made sure everything was good to go through TSA to make it easier for us.” Jaylin stated. “You really got a good one, E.”
“I know.” The smile on my face seemed to grow the longer I thought about Erik and whatever else he had planned for me today. Erik never failed to go over the top on my birthday. With today being my ‘dirty thirty’,I knew the surprises had to be on another level this year.
“You really do,” Faith said as Jaylin pulled out one of the chairs beside me for her to sit in, “He goes above and beyond for you and it’s beautiful to see. You deserve all of it.”
Her words were woven with a golden thread of bliss which found its way around my heart and tugged. These past few months, me and Erik have been working to rebuild our relationship, implementing habits of clear communication and understanding with each other and as each day passes, our relationship grows stronger and healthier. It’s a day by day thing but I’m so grateful to have him by my side no matter what. I wouldn’t want to go through any of this with anyone besides him. My best friend. Besides my relationship, I’ve been healing myself. The accident had put a lot of things into perspective for me. Life is indeed short and it can be snatched from you in an instant. It can happen naturally, with evil intentions, or even randomly. Coming out of that hospital, I made a pact to myself to ensure that my time on this planet was spent in the best space physically, mentally, and spiritually by any means for me and the little one that I had almost lost as well. My progress hasn’t been drastically noticeable, I still have so much more to work through, but hearing Faith speak, it spoke to the work that I’ve been putting in and it allowed me to stop for a moment and think about all that I’ve overcome in these past few months.
“Thanks.” I spoke quietly, gazing at my sister with misty eyes. Her hand came up to rub my shoulder, her touch was gentle and the way she looked at me almost broke the dam behind my eyes.
“Alright, enough with the sappy shit– I mean stuff. Let’s eat before this gets cold.” Jaylin said, lightening the mood.
Reminded of the meal before me, my mouth began to water again. I took the fork that sat beside my plate of crepes and cut into it, bringing the fork to my mouth. I sighed, the flavors of the perfectly cooked thin pancake, the creamy Nutella and sweet berries coming together to create an immaculate flavor on my tongue. I used my fork to break off another piece to feed to Atalia but she declined my rare offer. She instead pointed to her plate of pancakes which Jaylin picked up and passed over to me. I took one of the containers of syrup and poured it over her pancakes. Using my fork, I cut a piece off for her and she accepted the fluffy goodness into her tiny mouth. She bounced a bit in my lap as she chewed.
“More.” She said once she finished eating the piece that I had given her. I fed her again and this time her little dance had ended with her sitting sideways on my lap, facing her mom and dad. As her parents distracted her with pointless conversation, I went back to my plate, finished the crepes, took a few sips of my tea, and moved onto my pancakes. Faith fed Atalia a piece of bacon but it had slipped from the baby’s mouth and landed onto my thigh, right beneath my shorts. As Atalia went to pick it up, she caught sight of my stomach which protruded slightly underneath my shirt.
“What’s under your shirt?” Her small voice asked, pressing her hand onto my stomach further.
“It’s a baby.” I answered, my hands ending up on top of hers.
“Baby? In there?” Atalia looked up at me, her eyes that were lined with unfairly long lashes, shined with confusion and it was the most adorable thing ever.
“Yeah, auntie is having a baby. You’re gonna be a big cousin, Lia.” Faith told her.
“Cousin?” She questioned. Her mother nodded while eating.
Atalia spent a few seconds looking between me and her mom before realization appeared on her little face. My niece leaned down to kiss my belly and for the rest of our time eating, she kept her hand upon my stomach, already proving that she’ll be a protecting force for her little cousin.
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 We finished most of the food, wrapping up the leftovers and storing them into my fridge. Jaylin worked to clear the table of all of the dishes and silverware while Faith handled washing the dishes and storing them away where they belong. While they cleaned up for me, I took Atalia into the living room where I turned on her new favorite obsession, Hello Kitty and Friends. Faith told me that it had come on randomly one weekend and Atalia had become transfixed on the small kitty and the adventures she went on with her other friends. It was so much better than Cocomelon that became irksome to my ears.
“You’re all good in there.” Faith expressed as she entered the living room with Jaylin not too far behind her.
“Thanks. I did not feel like cleaning those dishes at all.”
“You shouldn’t have to. It’s your day and with that being said, we’re gonna go ahead and leave you to it. I know you have other things to do and get ready for.” Faith came and pried Atalia from my arms, granting her promises of her being able to come back before they were set to leave for Chicago again.
“Jay has some work to check up on and I’ll stop over at headquarters with Lia to check in with the boss.”
“Oh, alright,” I walked them to the door, giving my thanks with my words and a brief hug. Atalia received more kisses from me and in return, she blew me an air kiss that I caught and brought to my heart before waving goodbye and shutting the door. 
Heading back into my room, I went to pick up my phone and as I thought, there were a number of notifications on my lockscreen. Before I could address those, I unlocked my phone and opened Spotify to click shuffle on my Liked Songs. Soon, the music played from the built-in speakers that I had in my light bulbs all over my apartment. Laying down on my bed, I switched over to my messages to see who had texted me. First, I texted my parents back then a few aunts, uncles, and cousins. Next, I went onto social media where my peers tagged me in story posts that I hearted and replied with thanks. It took me almost twenty minutes to answer everyone back, including the FaceTime call I got from my parents where they terribly serenaded me with their version of the ‘Happy Birthday’ song.
I headed back into the bathroom after I got off of the phone with my parents to shower and get ready to leave out. I knew I still had some time before Erik came back home so I decided to use the time I had to go out and treat myself. There were multiple stores I needed to hit up and today is the perfect day to handle that. After a relaxing shower, I coated my body in my favorite vanilla scented body oil and perfume. Searching through my closet and drawers, I decided to dress in my black BodyByRavenTracy set then threw on with my matching UGG slides. I placed my signature diamond studs into my ears, secured my Apple Watch around my wrist, and clasped my name necklace around my neck. Taking a hair tie off of my wrist, I threw my braids up into a high ponytail and swooped my edges. Grabbing my purse, I shut off the music and left for the parking garage. I hopped inside my car, making sure to close and lock my door before push-starting my car. My eyes fell on a card that sat on top of my dashboard before I backed out of my parking space. It had my name written on it in cursive. I knew this couldn’t have been anyone but Erik. I grabbed it, turning it over to see what had been written on it.
Out with the old and in with the new. You’ll find your new start behind you.
Turning in my seat, I found a small black box with a gold ribbon tied around it, sitting in the middle of my backseat. I reached for it, opening in as fast as I could.
“Oh my god,” my jaw would’ve been on the car floor had I not closed it in time. “No he didn’t!” I rushed to open my car door, stepping out with the box still in my hand. I picked up the white car starter that had been inside of it. I clicked the square with the unlocked icon and waited to hear an indication that my brand new car had been unlocked. I pressed it again, walking down the parking aisle until I noticed the headlights of a cream colored 2022 Maserati MC20 Coupe . Excitedly, I approached the vehicle’s driver side, opening the door and slipping inside. The interior was of my dreams; all black with electric blue accent lighting. Silver star lights lit up the car’s ceiling. In my moment of awe, I turned to see the spacious back seat and I caught sight of an inscription behind my head. ‘Egypt’ had been engraved on the headrest with a shimmering, gold colored thread on my driver’s seat. A course of emotions flowed through me. Amazement, joy, appreciation, and gratitude for having someone like him in my life. I leaned back into the seat, taking everything in. That new car smell was even exceptional in this piece of luxury. Running my fingers over the fine leather material of the console, I remembered that I needed to thank Erik for this. It was done completely out of the blue and without my knowledge. I hadn’t even mentioned wanting a new car to him. 
I left out of my new car, locking the doors with a quickness, and heading over to my old car to get my phone out to call him. The phone rang several times with me in the camera waiting for the call to connect and after the call failed, I realized that he was more than likely still in a meeting and his phone was probably in his office so that he could focus. Instead, I sent him a quick text that stated my thanks and wishes that his day at work was good. With today being my birthday, I felt as though I deserved the best of everything which is why I left my old car, locking it, and headed back over to my new baby. I hopped in, giddy to experience the smooth ride I was in for. Starting the car, the engine revved with a vengeance that had me sliding my hands up and down the steering wheel excitedly. I pulled out of the garage and onto the street to my first stop of the day, Sephora.
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My entire retail therapy session had been paid for courtesy of Erik sending me a couple thousand dollars via Zelle. The backseat of my car was overflowing with shopping bags from various stores. I arrived back at my apartment complex three hours later, tired from being on my feet, and ready to rest for a while. I grabbed as many bags as I could carry comfortably and pulled out my keys before making my way to my condo. My living room was the first place I stopped at in my apartment once I got in. I set all of my bags onto my sectional before I flopped down on it with a huff. I shut my eyes, succumbing to the exhaustion. Footsteps came down the hallway and I sensed his entrance into the space I occupied. I smelt his scent from behind me and soon felt his lips press into my temple, journeying down my face.
“Happy birthday, mama.”
My head hit the back of the couch and even with my view upside down, I was still able to appreciate his beauty. “Thanks, baby.”
He walked around to then sit beside me. Taking my right leg, he placed it in his lap, removing my UGG slide before moving onto the next. Erik was so gentle and tender with me and grateful was an absolute understatement. Around him, it was rare that I ever had to lift a single finger. He could be doing this out of caution for the baby or just because he wanted to for me. I believe it’s a bit of both.
“I take it you like your new ride.” He beamed at me as he worked the soreness out of my feet.
“Yes! It rides so smoothly too. Thank you for that. I didn’t even need a new car.”
“You might not have needed it but it’s something I wanted you to have. Gotta have my wife riding in style.”
“Well, mission accomplished.” After both of my shoes came off, he took a few moments to give my feet relief with the magic of his hands. Foot massages had become more frequent after Erik learned that massages in general were beneficial for me during my pregnancy, postpartum, and for the baby also. When he finished, he stood up first, extending his hand to help me up and then taking the bags that I had brought in.
“You should’ve called me down to help you. You know I don’t want you lifting anything too heavy.”
“Boy, nothing in those bags is over three pounds,” I assured him. I took one of the hair ties from off of my wrist and used it to tie my braids into a low ponytail. “Besides, I didn’t even know you were here.” I started for my bedroom with Erik following behind me, still complaining about how I could’ve called him anyway. My footsteps slowed to a stop once I came to my bedroom’s threshold. I stood in the doorway, taking in the purple balloons that stuck to the ceiling and hung by silver strings. Above my headboard were two gold number balloons that displayed the age I was turning today. My bed had been decorated with five purple gift bags with matching purple cards peeking out of them along with a huge bouquet of baby breath flowers. In the middle of the five bags was a much larger card with ‘I love you with all my senses’ written on it in cursive.
“Start with the one on the right.” Erik said before walking into my closet to put away my shopping bags.
I followed his instructions and moved over to the bag that was on the far right. Pulling out the card first, written on the front, directly in the center, was ‘sight’. I took out the unnecessary paper to unveil my gift at the bottom. A black frame is what I pulled out first. Behind the glass of the frame was one of my favorite pictures of us. It was during our trip to Cairo. The house where we stayed for those few days was extravagant to say the least. The best part was the pool in the back that overlooked the skyline of the city that was closest to us. In this picture, the sun was set low in the sky, giving us a warm, golden glow. I had set my phone up on the edge of the pool and behind us the sky was painted an ombre of orange, red, pink, and purple. By the time the timer on my phone counted down to one, the camera captured me lifted in Erik’s arms, my arms draped over his shoulders, and our lips on each other’s. It represented a time before so many changes occurred. It was a time of ease, for us to just exist with each other and the love we had without any outside distractions. 
“I remembered you always looking at this picture and thought you would want it to be bigger than your phone screen.” He explained once he came to stand next to me. Glancing over at him, his eyes were on the picture but soon, pools of chocolate met mine. They shimmered with admiration and sparkled with fulfillment.
“I love it.” I could’ve cried right then and it wasn’t even because of the pregnancy emotions.
“Good. Now, you got way more shit to open up and you don’t have time to be moving all slow.”
“Well excuse me for taking time to appreciate it.” I chuckled, going back into the bag to get out the square box that was left inside.
“Nah, you can appreciate it but just appreciate it a little faster.”
I threw him a playful side eye as I flipped open the jewelry box knowing I should’ve taken my time because I practically lost my eyesight from looking directly at the double tennis necklaces and the matching ring. 
“Look at the ring first.” Erik told me. Curiosity bloomed in my chest at the sight of the grin on his face.
Picking up the ring, I twirled it so that my bedroom lights could catch the diamonds at every angle but on one particular turn, I witnessed a small inscription inside of the band.
9/14/12 -  ∞
“Why not use the date when we first started dating?” I asked after I realized that the date engraved on the inside of the ring was the first day I had met him.
“Because it was the day that you came into my life.” He answered.
I couldn’t hide the blush that heated my cheeks. I set the ring back in its place at the center of the jewelry box and closed it. I moved in order of where the bags were placed and the next one I tore into was labeled with a card that had ‘hearing’ on it. Inside was a white noise machine that I so desperately wanted. After falling asleep to it one night, it has been a part of my nightly routine ever since and I sleep like a baby every single time. Pair it up with some ASMR and I’m sure to be knocked out well into the next day. The next thing inside was an envelope that I opened to reveal two tickets to Beyonce’s upcoming show. It was mandatory that I attend her California show but with all of the hassle surrounding getting the tickets when the tour first got announced, I just decided to wait until they were out to the general public. That eventually turned into me going weeks without getting them but thankfully it had already been taken care of for me. Our tickets were for the best seats in the house; Club Renaissance. I already had outfit ideas running through my mind. Every other bag was themed to my other senses. For ‘touch', I got a dress, heels, a weighted blanket, and a body care set. ‘Taste’ consisted of a restaurant reservation for later on tonight and my favorite snacks. The last gift bag housed perfumes, candles, and an essential oil diffuser for my ‘smell’ sense.
I had thanked him countless times but this time I solidified my gratitude with a kiss that I would’ve gladly let turn into something more had Erik not pulled away. He chuckled at my childish pout but continued to hold me by my waist.
“I can’t give you all that now because you have,” he checked the time on his watch, “two and a half hours to get ready for dinner.”
“Really? I didn’t get a chance to really read over the reservation.”
“Yeah. It’s scheduled for 8:30 and I know you have to get all dolled up.”
I dragged my eyes over him, noting his loungewear and the midnight black durag that covered his fresh fade. “Don’t you have to get dressed too?”
“Nope. I won’t be going to dinner with you tonight.”
“Why not?” He made the reservation so I was thoroughly confused why he wouldn’t be joining me. Plus, it’s my birthday and we both know I want to spend it with him.
“Because that reservation is for you and your girls. I know you haven’t seen them in a minute so I hoped you would like that. Don’t worry about me. I’ll have my time with you when you get back.” He caught my lips in a kiss that was a foreshadow to what he was insinuating. His hands fell from my waist to my ass, grabbing two handfuls which produced a moan from me. 
Ever since me and Erik introduced sex back into our relationship, it’s been different to say the least. Sessions have been more slowed for us to take our time, savor the moment, the feeling, and the energy. Not that I don’t mind, it’s just such a drastic change from how we used to go at it. The way he hints at later on tonight, I know I have nothing to worry about because he’ll take care of me as usual but tonight’s a special occasion which means a special kind of love making that’ll undoubtedly leave me bedridden for a good chunk of the next day. Good thing I cleared my schedule for the next few days.
“Fine,” I said after he let me go. “You’re driving me there?”
“Of course. It’s my queen's birthday so therefore I’m her chauffeur.” He replied in a terrible British accent that had both of us ugly laughing.
I went off to start getting ready while Erik cleared all of the gifts off of my bed. He only left the dress and heels that he bought me. His reasoning was so that I could have more clothing options. I showered again, this time using the body wash sets I was gifted and spritzing on the perfume he gave me afterward. Walking into my closet, I searched through my clothes, coming upon a greenish-yellow colored strapless dress that I had bought months ago on a mini shopping spree. For the restaurant I was being taken to, it was definitely appropriate and plus, it was my birthday. I could go all out if I wanted to. Slipping the dress off of the hanger, I threw it over my shoulder as I went ahead and began searching for shoes and jewelry to go with it. I ended up picking a pair of nude heels, the crystal necklace Erik bought me before we took our trip, and regular diamond stud earrings. For my makeup, I did a full beat with only bronzer on my eyes for color. I wasn’t much of an eyeshadow girl so it was fitting. I did my individual lashes and even tinted my brows. I was ready to go with forty minutes to spare.
I sat on my bed, preparing to put on my heels but the sound of a camera clicking drew my attention to the doorway where Erik stood with his digital camera he had bought on Amazon. He purchased it two weeks ago with the idea of taking random pictures of us, mostly me, during my pregnancy to print them out and put them in a photo album for our child to look back on when he, or she, was older. I told him that he could’ve used one of the digital cameras I already owned but he insisted on getting his own so that I could teach him some photography techniques so that the photos he took would look decent.
He put the camera down so he could assess the image he just took. His full lips curved into a smile as he looked up from the screen and walked toward me. Flipping the camera around, I could see that he had caught a candid of me fumbling with my shoes. Erik handed me the camera so that he could take my shoes out of my lap and descend down to his knees so that he could put them on for me.
“It’s cute.” I told him.
“You’re cute.”
“Cute?” I put my hand over my gold shimmer covered chest in faux offense. “Cute is for puppies.”
“Well, excuse me, witcho’ fine, sexy ass.” He responded with a grin and a trail of kisses up my right leg as he finished buckling my heel.
I clicked a few buttons on his camera and ended up on the past pictures he had taken. There were some of me around the house, us on date night, us at the doctor’s office, me getting my ultrasound done, and many more.
“Can I get one more before you go?” Erik asked, bring me out of my thoughts and set my foot back onto the ground.
“Yes, you can.” 
Erik stood first, extending his hand for me to take and help me up and guided me over to my closet for me to grab my purse that I had packed previously. Then he took me out of my room and into the living room.
“You can stand by the front door. The lighting’s better.”
So I did. I looked into his camera with a smile and after a few clicks he was done. I waited for him to put his camera back in his case so that he could open the front door for me to walk out of. In the parking garage, Erik brought me to his car where he opened the passenger side for me before rounding over to the driver’s side, getting in, starting his car, and heading out onto the California streets. I was on aux duty, as I always was. The entire ride was like a karaoke session with Erik serenading me with the R&B songs I played. The restaurant Erik had reserved was an exclusive, five-star Italian restaurant that’s frequented often by influencers and celebrities. It shouldn’t be a mystery that his connections were able to get me a secluded area on the back patio of the restaurant. The table was decorated neatly with five chairs, plates, and sets of silverware. Soft lighting illuminated the area enough for me to see some of the best people that I get to call my friends.
Sage, who has been my best friend since I transferred to the west coast for college, stood next to the head of the table with her phone out recording and her pink, glossed lips pulled into a bright smile. Next to her stood my assistant, Jasmine. Despite being my only employee, Jasmine has become a great friend of mine over the years. On the other side of the table, closest to the door I entered was Naiari. I had the pleasure of shooting her one day and we hit it off on set. She’s a model who has personally asked me to shoot her for her magazine covers and brand deals. Our relationship has grown plenty over time and I’ve come to consider her a good friend of mine. Naiari took a small step back and my eyes widened when they landed on my childhood friend, Akari. I’ve known Akari since the sandbox. We’ve grown up together and I hadn’t seen her in person in almost a decade. I let go of Erik’s hand to rush over toward her. Meeting me halfway, we embraced excitedly.
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“How the hell?!”
“Erik DMed me on Instagram and had me flown out here.”
I made eye contact with the mastermind over my shoulder. With a bowed head and a surprisingly shy grin, he came over toward me to peck my temple.
“Call me when y’all are done.”
“Okay,” I reached out to grab the bottom of his graphic tee to stop him from walking away. I found his hand to link our fingers and bring him closer. “Thank you, E. For everything.” Thankfully, my heels gave me some height so I didn’t have to get up on my tiptoes to kiss him. A brief smooch turned more lively.
“Alright now, do we need to reschedule so y’all can take all that back to the house?” Sage interrupted.
Me and Erik pulled apart with a chuckle. Before he officially left, he made sure I was settled in my seat. Waving to everyone else, he finally exited, leaving me with my girls.
“The big 3-0! How do you feel?” Jasmine asked.
“A little tired,” that pulled a chuckle out of the group, “but other than that, I’m good. Feelin’ grateful.”
A waiter emerged from the double doors that led out onto the patio we were seated at to take our drink and appetizer orders. Once they left to relay their orders to the bartenders and cooks, the girls chose to exchange their gifts. They decided to go all around the table with Naiari being first. She passed me a violet colored card with a sweet birthday message inside and several fifty-dollar gift cards to Sephora, Ulta, Dunkin’ Donuts, and Target. Jasmine was next with nude gift bag full of stationary supplies which I had been running terribly low on, a desk plaque that said ‘The Best Boss Ever’, bags of my favorite in-office snacks, a new water cup that was blinged out with my name across the front, and deep down inside was a card with another birthday message and two one hundred dollar bills. Akari was next with her book bouquet. She remembered that I was an advent reader in our younger years so she decided to gift me a few books that she felt I would enjoy. Some were self-help, spiritual, motivational, and romance. Now, I had no choice but to get back into reading. Finally, Sage reached underneath the table to pull out a baby blue Telfar bag. Confusion briefly crossed my face because of the lack of packaging but I came to understand that the Telfar was intended to be the gift bag and my other gifts were inside. I first noticed a book and after pulling it out, across the front read ‘Ten Years of Us’. Inside were pictures of me and Sage from college til recent years and at the end was a blank page with a caption at the bottom.
‘Sage, E, & Baby E’
“We can fill that one in a few months.”
It was hard to keep the joyful tears at bay. All of my gifts from my girls were thoughtful and I was extremely grateful but this one took the cake. After collecting my emotions, I continued to reach in and pull out the rest of my gifts. There were my favorite lip liners and lip glosses, a card, and many other items that she knew I would love.
“Thanks, guys. I loved everything.” I expressed my gratitude. I had half the mind to get up and give everyone a hug but the waiter arrived with our drinks and food, placing everyone’s designated order in front of them. We requested a few more minutes to look over the menu and choose our entrees while engaging in small talk. My girls all had different personalities, but we all seemed to mesh well and so far the night was enjoyable. We placed our entree orders and when our orders came out, another waiter came out with a small, pink and white, heart-shaped cake. The borders were dark pink and white and written in white frosting was ‘birthday bitch’. White butterflies were placed on top with a silver crown in one corner of the heart. The waiters and my girls sang ‘happy birthday’ to me then I blew out the few candles that were stuck into my cake. It was set to the side as we ate our food and talked, then eventually, we cut into the cake and it was enough for all of us to get a slice.
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Erik’s POV
With Egypt gone to dinner, I had a good two hours to set everything up and get ready. After dropping her off, I drove back to her apartment, got all of the supplies out of my trunk, and let myself in. I had already cleaned off her bed before she left so that was one less thing to do. The box I carried inside held a multitude of things I would need for tonight. After straightening up a few things in her room and sweeping it down, I took out an air freshener bottle first. A non-overpowering vanilla scent filled the room as I sprayed it all over. My next step was to lay down all of the electric tea light candles. Some went across her dresser, the windowsill, both of her night stands, and any other flat surface. I had two special candles that I laid on her nightstand that when melted would turn into massage oil. I got out the usual rose petals, shaping them into a heart at the center of her bed and sprinkling the rest around the bed. All I had left to do was the music which I didn’t need at this moment so I went to shower and get myself prepared before she called.
My phone rang against the coffee table thirty minutes after my shower. I answered to let Egypt know I was on my way and grabbed my keys and locked everything up. Since it was a little late at night, the drive to the restaurant took no more than fifteen minutes. Egypt and her friends stood outside of the restaurant talking before they spotted me pulling up beside them. I got out as Egypt said her final thanks and goodbyes while giving everyone a hug. I helped her with her gifts, placing them in the back seat, before I helped into the passenger seat, checked to make sure her friends would be fine and had rides, then made my way to the driver’s side to get us home.
“Dinner was amazing! Food was delicious and I got some cute gifts.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it, mama, but there’s one last gift I have for you that I’m sure will knock your socks off.” I could see the smirk curved her full lips as she shifted in her seat to face me. 
“What could possibly top the car, the money, and everything else?”
I didn’t say a word as I took my phone out of the cup holder, unlocked it, swiped through a few things until I landed on what I wanted to show. Handing her the phone, silence filled the car, besides the music I had softly playing. 
“Erik, what the hell is this?”
“Our new house.”
 I started this entire process a few weeks after deciding that I was going to propose. Thanks to Egypt’s Pinterest boards, I had an idea of the kind of interior design she desired. With that, I drew out the interior plan and hired the best construction company in California to make this possible. I’ve visited the site a few times to oversee and so far everything is going well. I took a few photos on my most recent visit where some good progress was being made. The home wouldn’t be completely done for some time so that gave Egypt enough time to figure out how she would want to decorate it for us and however many kids we decide to have in the future. 
“Three stories, four bedrooms, living area, dining room, five-star kitchen, spacious backyard, we got everything.”
Egypt was still silent as we approached the last light before I would turn onto the street of her building. I looked over to see her still going through the photos, stunned. Hazel eyes speckled with glimmering colors of gold blinked up at me. 
“Erik, this is… I really don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything right now,” I took my phone back when she handed it over, “You’ll be the first to know it’s done and by then I’m sure you’ll have some idea about how you want to decorate so just let me know and we can get started on that.” I said, ending with a peck to her lips that were still parted in surprise.
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Egypt’s POV
We couldn’t have gotten home fast enough. I was still thinking over Erik’s surprise while he entered the parking garage and pulled into my parking space. Looking over the photos, the house is what I imagined plus some. I already had ideas of how I would decorate it floating through my mind. I had to grasp that my future husband is having a house built for us to raise our children in and live together in until we both transition. This home will hold so many memories that’ll last a lifetime and I can’t wait to make them with him.
Erik helped me out of the car and we walked through the building to the elevator which we rode all the way up to my apartment. Using his key, he let us in and closed the door behind us. I was met with the sound of Usher’s ‘Can You Handle It’. Before I could take another step, Erik scooped me up into his arms, bridal style, and walked us down the hall and to my room. The sweet scent of vanilla invaded my nostrils as we got closer. The lights in my room were off and our only source of light were the tiny candles that lined every flat surface in my room. Roses laid on my bed and the surrounding area. He laid me down onto the heart-shaped pile of roses on top of my bed.
“This is nice,” I picked up a petal and flicked it with my fingers, “and it smells great.” The candles I saw were all fake so I wondered how he got it to smell so sweet and relaxing in here. Taking my foot in his hands, Erik undid the strap on the heel, slipped my shoe off to place it on the floor beside him. He walked over to my dresser where I spotted a different candle. He blew out the tiny flame and poured the candle wax into his hands. Back in front of me, he commenced to work his hands along the bottoms of my feet. I don’t know where he learned all of the techniques he uses but if he wanted to, he could absolutely be a masseuse. His thumbs dug into the bottom of my feet with enough pressure that had feelings surging from my feet to warm up certain areas that I wanted to feel his touch on.
“I just sprayed some room spray that I went out to buy some weeks ago when I started planning all this.”
When he was done showing love to one, he moved onto my other foot. My heel came off and his hands massaged the sole of my foot. He hit a certain spot that made me inhale and he caught that sound, smirking up at me from his position below me on his knees.
“You are something else.” I chuckled.
His eyes stayed on me as he placed his lips along my foot. As long as Erik and I’ve been intimate, I’ve never known him to have a foot fetish but as the foot massages have become frequent, I believe he’s growing accustomed to it. His lips moved from my foot up the length of my leg until he reached the underside of my knee.
“Take that off.” He motioned his head toward my dress and watched me intensely as I reached both of my hands behind me to pull the zipper down. Relief washed over me as I was finally released from the snugness of the dress. I pulled it down until it reached the spread of my hips and I lifted up and allowed Erik to pull the fabric down the rest of the way. Left in only a strapless bra and my thong panties, Erik regarded me with such admiration. I believe the visible changes that my body’s going through and the fact that this body is carrying his first child, has caused him to become more in love with my body than he was before.
I watched with bated breath as Erik’s wanton stare washed over me from my feet to my face. 
“Still can’t believe this is all me.” He said, caressing my outer leg. His words and touch left goosebumps on my skin.
“Lay back.” His voice was like velvet and no matter what he asked, I would’ve done it. I obeyed his order, going to lean back on my elbows so that I was still able to enjoy the show I was about to get. Tonight wouldn’t be a rushed ordeal. Erik took his time rubbing my lower body and just admiring me. He looked almost hypnotized once he pulled my legs apart. I helped him, lifting for him to grab the sides of my panties and pull them off of me and drop them on the floor beside him. Whatever magic he worked on my feet had me wet and the evidence could be heard once he spread my thighs apart some more to get a good look at my center. Erik tentatively brought his fingers to brush along my slit and when he pulled them away, they glistened with my arousal. He went back to touching me down there but this time he brought his fingers up to my clit, drawing slow circles that made me sigh. 
“You already ready for me,” he blinked at me. Pools of cognac brown shimmered with desire in the dim light of my bedroom. “Who got you wet like this, baby?”
“You.” I answered, breathless, and anticipating his next move.
“Yeah?”
I nodded. He continued to circle my clit with focus. A low “fuck” escaped from his lips. I’m sure his fingers were drenched at this point. Being the tease that he is, he went to place chaste kisses along the insides of both of my thighs. I really needed him to replace his fingers with those lips but I wouldn’t interfere with what he was doing. He came up to gaze at my wetness once more and finally, he bent down to wrap his lips around my clit and gently suck. The pressure had me throwing my head back. He released the nub slowly to fix his lips to expel a stream of saliva. When it dripped onto my clit, he bent back down and slurped it back up along with my clit. The sound was so lewd. I loved it.
“Oh fuck…”
His tongue was warm and slippery as it eased through my folds. He took his index and middle finger to spread me open and gave me open mouth kisses all over. Erik’s hair was still short but long enough for me to latch my hand onto it. I guided him to the places that needed attention and he gladly took care of it. At one point, I felt the presence of his fingers at my entrance and since I was well lubricated, it was easy for him to ease them inside of me and massage that spot deep within me. Words were an afterthought as my sounds of pleasure were the only things that I could produce. They seemed to be enough motivation for him. His groans sent vibrations through me that had me leaking more and more.
With the continuous pump of his fingers and licks from his tongue, it wasn’t long before I reached my peak. My back arched off the bed, I yelled a cry that would surely get me a noise complaint if I were in a regular apartment building. That didn’t stop Erik though. He removed his fingers from inside of me and hooked his arms around my legs to hold me down so that he could get every last drop I had to offer. When he got his fill, I gathered enough strength that I had to lean back up on my elbows. Glancing down, I witnessed Erik sucking the remnants of me off of his fingers with his eyes closed. I reached out to grab his chin and bring him close enough to kiss him. I got a good taste of his reward too. His hands snaked up my legs, thighs, around my hips, and finally skated up my back where he undid the clasps on my strapless bra. He threw it in the same pile where all of the rest of my clothes and under garments laid. I was now naked and ready for whatever else was in store.
Erik disentangled our lips to stand up before me. He drank me in, as he always did, his eyes shined with a fire that only I was able to extinguish. While he took me in, I did the same to him as he began to undress himself. His body was something that I would never get tired of. Those days he spent at the gym paid off well, resulting in a body that appeared to be sculpted by the gods and it was all mine to explore for the rest of our lives. His clothes ended up in a pile next to my clothes. My eyes instantly found his length that had my mouth watering. I knew I probably wouldn’t be able to indulge in my favorite act because according to him, tonight was all about me and my pleasure.
Our eyes locked onto one another’s with what I’m sure are matching looks of want. I didn’t need instruction to move my way toward my headboard and get comfortable. Erik was still at the edge of the bed, just observing me. I gave him a little motivation to meet me here. I sat up against the propped up pillows I had on my bed. I spread my thighs and slipped my left hand down to my pussy where I rubbed circles on my clit. My other hand grabbed at my right breast and I exhaled at the touch of my fingertips going across my nipple.
“Are you just gonna stand there?”
He completely disregarded my question saying, “Just keep going.”
And I did. I worked my fingers around my clit and dipped them inside every now and then. Already being worked up from my last orasgm, it wasn’t long before I sensed the familiar feeling filling my lower body. Especially with Erik looking like sex personified as he stood watching me with a predatory look in his fiery eyes. 
“Erik, baby, I need you.” I moaned out, head thrown back on the pillows, ready to release again.
That seemed to set him off as he then climbed up on the bed. I didn’t stop what I was doing either. I kept going, my breaths becoming deeper as I climbed the mountain of euphoria. Erik soon towered over me, both of us locked in a stare. I brought my left hand up to cup the side of his face, my thumb brushed his bottom lip as I admired his face that seemed even more beautiful in the dim light of the candles.
“Say it again. Tell me you need me again.”
“I need you. I need you to make me feel good, babe, please.”
We were both losing our resolve. Him from my words and me from my own hands. Erik’s hand slid down to my thigh, moving it up and down gently. He broke our stare to glance between us at the movement of my hand. Erik brought my hand away and I briefly pouted at the loss of touch but his hand replaced mine. The calluses of his fingertips had me gripping the covers beneath me. He drew careless circles around my clit and mimicked the way I worked myself up moments before. His soft lips found their way onto my neck then to my breasts. Erik was gentle at this point because I had expressed that my breasts had been tender lately. He took my nipple into his mouth with a suction that was soooo good. Whenever he sucked on my skin, I would whimper. He used his teeth to nip at my nipples too. The pain and pleasure mixture was getting to me. Eventually, he came back up and took my lips into a kiss. This time, it was passionate and intentional. Our lips and tongues worked in tandem to help us express our feelings of desire. I had to release Erik’s bottom lip at one point to catch my breath and to also moan from the impending pressure that I felt. Erik’s lips ghosted over mine and I fell into the trap of gazing into his auburn eyes as I came close to the edge.
“Erik…” My mouth dropped as my orgasm washed over me and at the feeling of him filling me simultaneously. It was something that I had never experienced before. I could see stars and other random dots behind my eyes and I’m sure my face wasn’t as appealing but it didn’t matter because when I came to, Erik was in pure ecstasy above me. Eyes shut and lips smushed together as he gathered himself. He and I both knew that if he moved, he would cum and we both wanted to preserve it. With his hands planted on either side of my body, Erik gained enough strength to control himself and begin stroking. My legs found themselves  bracketing his sides, my feet hooking at his lower back. His hips moved with fluid, sensual motions that had my eyes rolling to the whites. Coherent words, again, became an afterthought. Loud moans and chants of his name were a part of the soundtrack to our love. 
“You’re so fucking beautiful like this.”
“You take me so well.”
“Pussy so good, baby, what the fuck…” He said in disbelief.
Erik was never one to hide how he felt while we had sex but lately, it's been different. Our connection is stronger, there’s no bounds. I’ve come to learn that people aren’t ours, they don’t belong to us. We only get to experience them and I thank the higher powers everyday that I’m alive that I’m able to expedience Erik. To experience his unwavering love and support. To experience who he is, and who he’s becoming as a man. To experience him as my life partner.
Our hands were clasped together on both sides of my head. Erik’s face was tucked into my neck as he released some of the sexiest moans I’ve ever heard. It felt good knowing that I was the one to get him to this point, that I had the power to do it. My eyes found the ceiling as he continued working us both to completion. 
“Mm, Erik, right there, yes.”
His strokes were angled to hit my spot constantly. I squeezed onto him to witness his reaction. It would either be a curse or a bite of his lip. Erik was lost in me, same as I was lost in him. His hips dragged back and forth to the rhythm of the R&B that played. My name spilled from his lips and hit my ears with a tone that was a warning. I felt him expand between my walls that hugged him snugly. I was right behind him. A few more pumps and I released a loud cry, biting into his shoulder when the pleasure became too much to handle.
“God, fuck…” He groaned as his seed spilled inside of me. He leaned up above me after I milked him of everything he had to give. 
“Shit,” we shared a chuckle. Sex with each other always left us spent, especially now with me being pregnant, but tonight, I knew we would be going rounds.
“Do you need anything?” He asked, kissing along my chest.
“Some water would be nice.”
He eased out and I already missed the full feeling he provided but I knew it wouldn’t be long before he was buried inside of me again. In all of his naked glory, Erik left the room to go retrieve some water for me and him. 
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Omniscient
Erik and Egypt laid tangled in the covers, painted in a sheen of their own sweat, for a few minutes in order to catch their breaths and just bask in the moments they just shared. Rounds of passionate love making left them completely exhausted but satisfied. Egypt was cuddled up on Erik’s side with her leg thrown over him and her hand resting on his chest. Erik was fighting sleep but before it could completely take over, he decided to get up and head into her bathroom to run them some bath water. Back in her room, Erik watched her laid out on the bed, asleep. He walked over and scooped her up, much to her protesting whines. He brought her into the bathroom where she went to use the bathroom.
As the water filled her bathtub, Erik went back into her room to strip her bed of the sheets that held the scent of them and what they had done. He searched in her hallway closet for new ones and put them on. Once finished, he entered the bathroom again to see Egypt on the edge of the tub, sprinkling in bath salts.
“C’mere.”
Egypt placed the bag of salts onto the ground below the tub and made her way to Erik who stood at the sink. 
“Sit.” He motioned to the toilet seat. Egypt put it down and sat her bare behind on it, despite the coolness of it. Erik opened one of her drawers and pulled out her bonnet, scarf, and oil. Erik had watched her do this routine countless times. He ran some water from the sink and wet his fingers before bringing them to Egypt’s puffy edges to wash the old edge control out of them. Next, he took some oil on his fingers and massaged them onto her hairline before wrapping her scarf around her head and fixing her braids inside of her bonnet.
Placing the oil back in its drawer, Erik opened another one to get out her skin care products. He first used a cleansing balm to take off her makeup. He used her night time cleanser to wash her face, a warm washcloth was nearby to wipe her face clean. Erik applied her serums and moisturizers before turning off the running water in the tub and guiding both of them inside of it. Submerged in lavender scented water with Alina Baraz playing faintly felt like heaven. Egypt leaned into Erik’s front, resting her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes, letting the warmth of him and the water relax her. The sounds of water droplets came from Erik as he brought their conjoined hands up from the water to kiss the back of hers. The sparkle of her engagement ring sent small specks of light across the walls. With a peck to her temple, Erik wished her a final happy birthday, dropping their hands to have his rest on her stomach. 
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lifewithchronicpain · 4 months
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I already knew this, but my mom was reminding me when she was complaining about people saying they don't drive any better if they see "baby on board" signs on a car. First off, okay, you're an asshole.
But more importantly, That's Not Why They Were Created! It's so if the car is in an accident, rescue workers know they need to look for a baby. Back when I was growing up especially, car seats were not made as well and it could go flying in a crash. If the baby is unconscious or just being quiet, because they do that too, and the adult is unconscious or dead, they can't tell them there was a baby.
So like, I hope you drive safe anyway, but the "baby on board" signs aren't trying to be some status symbol of parenthood. They're a safety step in case of the worst.
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bradshawswife · 2 years
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WAIT WAIT WAIT
HOLD THE PHONE… THE WINK… I’M DECEASED
HOLY SHIT
still lovin the rhett hair <3
BOB MY BABY ON BOARD
once again, paramountau <3
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callmefirefly · 2 years
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He is just too precious for this world 🥺
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dailybehbeh · 5 months
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Behbeh
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hymnsandhearses · 4 months
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I am seriously the worst kidnapper ever. Still not sure how they found me.
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bradshawsbaby · 11 months
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The Dagger Squad would absolutely buy this for you when you and Bob announce that you’re expecting!
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callsign-fangirl · 1 year
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Bobby Floyd pt3 💞
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Pt1. P2
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capiolumen · 11 months
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Spring Musings 2023 iPhoneXR Hipstamatic Photography Original Photographers Photographers On Tumblr Lowy Lens, Cinematheque Film, No Flash
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kirbsmakemesmile · 10 months
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Baby on board: happy birthday Kirby
So, I might've lost my journal for an entire year...
My apologies for not writing for so long. Kirby has been quite the handful and it slipped my mind to continue writing, so you'll have to forgive my absence.
Anyhow... Kirby is now a year old! He's grown so much it's becoming hard to wrap my head around. To think a year ago he saved me from my darkest moment... it truly makes him quite the hero!
On a different note, l've noticed he's developed some strange habits, and it's beginning to concern me. When he breathes, he seems to focus more on the inhale than the exhale? It's difficult to explain, but he just... breathes in much harder than he breathes out? Then again, it might just be some sort of phase.
After all, I am still new to this, so l'm no expert... and don't even get me started on his appetite. He eats more than I do, and yet he doesn't seem to get any bigger at all? I've looked back at some of our childhood photos, and he seems to be at a normal size for his age? It's so strange...
Ah, well. It seems I've gotten carried away, and I still need to prepare for his birthday celebration, so I think l'Il stop here. Thanks for listening!
-MK
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A month ago I posted this on Pinterest and found out my account was deactivated 🥰
It was the worst and I had to make an entirely new one so the new account is here
prev comic here
Anyways bye 🤭
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beauty---amazing28 · 1 year
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2 Queens 👑 in the same picture Rihanna and Beyonce❤️
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cecereads209 · 4 months
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Baby On Board Short: Gender Reveal
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2nd Trimester (5 months)
After a few tries, Egypt finally got her phone to sit upright on her bed against a discarded box. She made sure her, Erik, and the plate of cupcakes was in perfect view before pressing the red record button at the bottom of the screen. Erik and Egypt chose to have a small, intimate reveal, record it, and send it to their families. Egypt had two vanilla cupcakes made with white buttercream icing swirled on top. Inside would either be pink or blue colored frosting which would indicate the gender of their baby.
“You ready?” Egypt handed him his cupcake.
“Are you?” Erik replied, noticing Egypt’s jittery behavior. She couldn’t stay still for a second, the anticipation pulsed through her.
“I think so.” Erik’s brow raised at her. “Okay. I’m ready. I’m ready.” She psyched herself up.
They peeled back the cupcake wrapper, ready to take a bite. Erik was centimeters away from sinking his teeth into the pastry before Egypt’s hand came on his chest as she laughed.
“What?” He joined in on the laughter with her. Their joined laughter filled her room for a minute.
“Okay, I’m ready now.” Egypt said after taking a centering breath to calm her giggles.
Erik found her hand to hold as they closed their eyes and took a bite out of the cupcake. Erik was the first to open his eyes and see the color of the frosting, making him shoot up from the bed, knocking her camera over.
“Let’s fucking go!!!”
Egypt opened her eyes and covered her mouth once she saw the blue frosting peek through the fluffy cake. After running a lap through her apartment like he won the NBA finals, Erik returned to her bedroom where he scooped her up in an embrace.
“We’re having a son, E! What the fuck?!” Erik yelled as he spun them around. Her neighbors hearing them was an afterthought as they basked in the feeling of elation.
The last moment Egypt’s camera caught was Egypt’s engagement ring glittering underneath her room lights as her hand laid on the side of Erik’s face, bringing him in for a kiss.
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