Two Hotties Next Door

He’d found it strange at the time that she’d created a nursery without having a child. Brett and Ace had sold their house to a single woman straight out of college. She’d been looking for a first-time house, and she finally got it with Ace and Brett’s bargain.

“What are you thinking?” Brett asked, moving up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and putting his hands flat on her stomach.

“I’m wondering if they’re together yet? You know, our old houses.”

“Ah, you want to see if the magic still works?” Ace asked.

“Aren’t the two of you curious about it?” she asked.

Brett shrugged. “I was when I lived there, but now, I’m just happy. No matter the reason why. We’re here. We’re together, and we’re happy. We’re going to have a little boy very soon.”

Ace moved to stand in front of her, his hands on her stomach. “We all made this. I can’t believe it. We’re going to have a little boy running around the house very soon.”

As they both leaned in to kiss her, she smiled, moaning, and then gasped.

“Shit, what was that?” Ace asked, jumping back.

“I think my water just broke. I just cleaned these carpets, and my water broke,” she said.

“We’ve got to get her to the hospital,” Brett said.

Her two men jumped into action, but she was pissed that her water had broken on the beautiful carpet she laid. Why couldn’t they have broken on the wood floor, or outside? She wanted to cry, but there was no time.

With Ace and Brett prepared, she was urged into the car where she started to have contractions.

Ace and Brett were yelling at each other to help her or to drive faster. She didn’t care. She focused on the pain, on doing the breathing techniques she’d been advised. In and out. In and out.

“I love you,” Brett said.

“Why are you saying that? She’s not dying,” Ace said.

“I love you both as well. Please, I feel I need to push.” She tried not to push, but as Brett pulled into the hospital parking lot, she couldn’t contain it. She really needed to push, and there was no way she was moving.

Ace stayed with her, holding her hands as Brett rushed to get a nurse.

“This is just the story of my life. Giving birth to our son in the parking lot.”

Seconds later Brett returned, and she was suddenly covered and crowded as she kept on pushing in the back seat of the car.

There was a doctor and nurse between her thighs, telling her what to do, not that Meredith needed help. She just wanted to push.

The sound of a baby’s scream filled the air, and she gasped at the sound.

“Holy shit,” Ace said.

The doctors and nurses were saying something to each other, and she didn’t understand it. They must have brought out a kit to cut the cord as their baby was wrapped up in a blanket.

She was helped from the car and placed in a wheelchair very gently. The doctors and nurses were fussing, and she saw her baby boy in Brett’s arms.

Ignoring the questions, she held her arms out. Brett placed their son in her arms. Ace stood one side of her, Brett the other.

Their son.

The start of their family.

“Hello, my precious boy.” She kissed his head. “Welcome to your family.”

The End