"What the hell are you doing?"

If JJ's tone weren't full of amusement, I'd fear for my life right now. I stop mid-sit on the couch, letting go of Maggie's harness to rest my hand on the arm cushion so I can get my bearings.

"We're going to ring Mum. I thought the couch would be more comfortable for you."

"Yes, and I appreciate that, but you're in just a towel."

"This isn't meant to sound rude, but . . . so?"

She makes a disapproving sound, "You can't talk to your mum wearing only a towel. That's not . . . I mean that's just not right."

"And why is that, love?" I playfully challenge, letting gravity take over and I sit on the couch with a huffed breath. "We're not going to video chat with her. She won't be able to see me."

"Well, I-"

"Are you going to tell her I'm naked under this towel?" I ask, fitting the ends of the towel together over my lap.

"Well, no, but-"

"Then it should be alright, shouldn't it?" I smirk up at her and she sighs heavily. "Then it's settled. Come sit next to me, love. I'm cold."

"Gee, I wonder why, Mr. Wearing Only A Towel."

Grinning at her joke, I welcome her with my outstretched arm and I sense her presence close in front of me. Her hand cups my cheek and I feel her lips on my forehead.

"Mm, that was an unexpected gesture. I like it. Sit next to me, love. Please?"

"I will, but I have to use the toilet first. I'll be right back."

"Okay. Maggie and I will wait for you right here."

"Perfect."

The sound of her quickly shuffling footsteps walking away lets me know she really needs to wee. The thought makes me grin and I reach over next to me to feel for my cell phone that I put on the side table earlier. A high-pitched sound makes me smile and I hold my hand out for Maggie. Her wet nose touches my fingers and I pet her head, giving her ears a few good scratches.

"Does that feel good, hm? Yeah, I know. You can go in your bed if you'd like." She answers me with a huffed breath and the sound of her licking her lips makes me grin. "Oh, you'd like to talk with Gramma? Okay. I think she'll like that."

"Oof, I feel much better," JJ says and I lean back into the couch.

"I'm glad. There's nothing worse than having to hold your wee."

"Completely agree. My belly is full and my bladder is empty. For now, at least."

"We can have a snack after the phone call, if you'd like."

"You're always so thoughtful."

"I try. C'mere, love," I plead with an outstretched arm and I feel the cushion dip down on my right. Once she's settled next to me, I cover her shoulder with my hand. "You know I love you, JJ, right?"

"Yeah, I guess I do," she replies and I gasp in surprise.

"You guess? You guess? Well damn, I'm not doing my job as a proper husband because you should absolutely know I love you."

"Aw, I do know it, Harry," she coos and I feel the warmth of her hand on my cheek that takes me by surprise. "Sorry. I should've told you."

"It's okay. I quite enjoy being surprised by you."

She hums cutely, moving away from my embrace and she sighs. "Okay. Ready to call your mum?"

"Yes. Have my phone right here. Do you want me to tell her?"

"Well yeah, but I have what I'm going to say in mind. You can announce it first, of course. She'll love hearing it from you."

"JJ, she'll love hearing it from both of us. Believe me. This will make her extremely happy. My mum is a natural giver. She enjoys helping other people, so now that we've decided to let her help us, it'll be a win win. So there's no reason that anyone should feel like a burden or feel burdened. Okay?"

With my arm around her, I caress her shoulder and the material of her jumper feels soft beneath my hand. As I inhale, I recognize the light flowery scent of her body wash and I know that I'm home because I'm with my wife.

"Alright, and thank you for helping me not feel so terribly about this."

"Of course I wouldn't do that. There's no reason to feel that way either. Listen, Joy Allison Styles, I love you with all of my heart, and speaking of that, I'll need to make some room in my heart for our twins, but that won't be a difficult task because I already love them."

A tiny sniff captures my attention and I feel JJ's hand on mine. She places my hand on her belly and I grin in her direction.

"Our twins love you, too, Harry," she says and I take a second to really absorb those words. As she moves our hands around her belly, I lean in close in hopes she takes my hint for a kiss. She whispers that she loves me and I return the same heartfelt sentiment to her. "God, I can't wait until I can start feeling them move and kick."

"Ha! You can't wait?" I jokingly ask.

"I know you're excited for that, too. Even though we've already heard their little heartbeats, I think feeling the move around in my belly will make it more real. I don't know. That doesn't make sense. The morning sickness I've had and has been pretty fucking real."

I smirk at her curse word, "I hate to spoil this moment, but you owe a pound in the swear jar."

"I need to start a tab," she jokes.

"I think we can do that, but there is a special administration fee for opening a tab."

"Yeah? And what is it?"

"A kiss."

"Just a kiss, hey? Hmm, I'd say I can afford that," she says, guiding my hand to what I recognize is her cheek.

Grinning, I lean in close and inhale sharply at the feel of her lips melding into mine. It's like I'm floating as our kiss becomes deeper and as I caress her cheek with my thumb, I scoot closer to her in hopes she'll catch my hint for something more. Since she hasn't been in the mood for the past month, I'm more than thrilled she's kissing me right now.

She hums into our kiss, grabbing onto my bicep muscle and her hot skin on mine is like searing heat and warms me up. Taking that as encouragement, I slide my hand down to her neck and slip it through her hair. It's soft and more voluminous than usual thanks to the prenatal vitamins she's been taking.

Her lips slowly slip from mine and I exhale a heavy breath. She giggles lazily which makes me grin and I slide my hand back to her cheek, leaning in for another kiss. She squeaks out her surprise into our kiss as our lips fumble around to fit properly and I feel her hand on mine.

JJ pulls away and breathlessly says my name, "I think we've gotten a tad distracted."

"Distracted from what, love?"

She hums in thought, "Oh yes. The phone call. We were going to call your mum and now we're snogging on the sofa."

I shrug a shoulder, "That isn't such a bad thing. Why waste the moment?"

"Because, I kind of planned for a special moment after the phone call," she says, fully intriguing me.

"Were you now? Hm, what, may I ask, did you plan?"

"I don't want to spoil it, so let's just call Anne now and then we can have some fun."

I hurriedly reach for my phone and overact fumbling with the button. JJ's laugh makes me grin and I press the Home button to speak into the microphone. "Siri, call Mum."

The phone dings, "Calling Mum" and the dial tone rings once. I clear my throat, pulling one side of the towel over my lap to cover myself and the second dial tone rings.

"Hm, she usually answers on the first ring."

"Maybe she's in the loo," JJ offers. "Oh wait. I think my dad and Anne were going to spend the day together. Today's Saturday, right?"

"Uhm, yeah, it's Saturday. She didn't tell me she had any plans."

"Sorry to break it to you, love, but she doesn't have to tell you everything. And what if my dad got there to pick her up and they . . . got distracted like we were just distracted?"

I lean away in shock, "What? Are you shitting me? No. Parents don't . . . get distracted. Yuck. No. Just no."

JJ giggles as the voicemail begins, "Hello. You've reached Anne. Please leave me a message and I promise to call you back. Thank you and be someone's smile today."

The beep goes off and I hold my phone up to my mouth, "Uhm, hi, Mum. It's Harry and JJ. Uhm, give us a ring back. We've got some news for you. Good news, I should say. Nothing to be worried about. Okay. Love you. Bye." I press the Home button before setting my phone on the side table and I turn to face JJ. "Now what was your plan for our special moment, hm?"

"Oh, right. Okay, so I was wondering . . . and you won't judge me for this, right?"

"I don't know what it is, but of course I won't judge you, JJ. You can trust me."

She exhales and her sweet breath fans over me, "Alright, I was wondering, since my belly has gotten bigger the past month, I can't really reach . . . down there, so I was wondering if you could maybe . . . help me out?"

"Down there? What exactly do you mean? Your feet? Do you need me to tie your shoes or something?"

"It's my pussy, Harry. My pussy is on fire. I need my vibrator. I need to touch myself, but I can't. Even with the vibe in my hand, I can't reach it. Not even in the shower with my leg up on the thing. God, it's the most infuriating, embarrassing thing. But I need something. I am in desperate need . . . of an orgasm."

I'm in complete and utter shock because that was the last thing I would ever expect her to say right now.

"If you don't want to, I'll understand. I guess I can search for a wand vibrator because that has a longer handle and could give me more reach but . . . shit, never mind. Forget I said anything."

"N-no, wait a second, JJ. I'm more than willing to help you with this. I'm just surprised you're in the mood, considering this past month."

"I know, and I haven't been fair to you. I feel terribly about that and I promise I'll make it up to you."

I coo her name, soothing her shoulder, "You don't have to make anything up to me. I meant what I said to you that I want to help you in any way possible, and I am more than willing to help you with this. Shall we go into the bedroom now?"

"I have my vibrator with me. I got it when I went to the loo earlier. I just had to work up the nerve to ask you."

"Work up the-, JJ, you can ask me anything you want and you don't have to be nervous. C'mon, hand me your vibrator and lay back and get comfortable because I'm going to give you what you need."

The sofa cushion dips down so I know she's reaching for it on the coffee table. "Here you go." I hold out my hand and she places the small bullet-sized vibrator in my palm. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, JJ, I'm sure. Go on. Lie back and let me make you feel good."***

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