Almost forgot to post shoutouts.

Thanks to @themckenziefrenzy @FredWeasleyswife1999 and @jueka1 for the comments last chapter!

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With the days of labour seeming ever more close, a new urgency was instilled in me with Tyler. In a month, I would be forty weeks. In a month, my body would be a wreck. I'd have milk boobs. I'd be wearing adult nappies. I could be ripped completely between my legs. Or I could have a gash on my abdomen. I knew my body would barely feel like mine for a long time.

So for the brief final moment while I was still me (plus the giant belly), I wanted to soak up whatever time Tyler and I could have before that ended. Before maybe my life was too hectic for him to handle.

To my delight, tonight he had agreed to stay the night.

Sitting on the couch, my legs were over his lap, his arm around my shoulders as I cuddled into him. His hand absentmindedly drew circles on my shoulder.

The credits of our movie finally began to roll across the screen, and while he became distracted by the notifications on his phone, I buried my head into his neck, planting small kisses on the sensitive skin.

At first he breathed a small laugh, my touch evidently tickling him.

But as I continued to trail my lips along his jaw, and my hand traced across his bicep, his phone screen turned off and was set face down on the table.

Pushing me into the couch, he leaned over the top of me—as gently as he could—and pressed his lips to mine.

We were desperate, searching, lustful.

I could feel his desire pressing into me as a similar ache stirred between my legs.

"Make love to me," I whispered in between kisses.

"Mmm," he groaned back, lips still desperate on mine, hand roaming over my body.

"I'm serious. Bedroom. Now."

He pulled back, eyes full of lust as he searched me. "Are you sure?"

"Not like I can get pregnant or anything," I joked.

He deadpanned, but then climbed off me, holding a hand out to me.

But when we got to the bedroom, he froze. "How do we even..." His eyes glanced down over my stomach.

"Lay down on the bed with your head up against the bed head," I instructed.

He did as told, gently sitting down, hands nervously fidgeting. I climbed on top of him, legs straddling his sides as I awkwardly fumbled over him with my clothes still on. But I was feeling heavy being on top... which meant we couldn't do it in this position for sure.

Given how nervous he was about hurting me or the babies (not that he could), I figured we were best off taking this slow.

So I pressed my lips back to his, resuming what we had been doing on the couch.

But after a while, I knew I needed more. Hands trailing over his torso, I slipped his shirt up and pulled back to admire. "Gosh I wish I was as fit as you."

He rolled his eyes then leaned in, pressing his lips to my neck. Then his hands came down to the bottom of my shirt, lifting it up over my head.

At first his eyes scanned over my breasts, but then it trailed down to the even bigger bump in the room, pausing there. Fear flicked in his gaze again.

Placing a hand under his chin, I coaxed him to look back up at me, a small smile worrying onto my face.

But when the lust flickered through his eyes once more, our mouths locked together again.

His hand snaked up my back, unclasping my bra. Then his fingers trailed over to the front, grasping me, before he pulled away, moving his mouth over my body, causing me to gasp.

We continued like that, peeling off layer by layer.

But when time came to it, as I climbed off him, careful to not lay fully on my back, trying to use pillows to prop me into all sorts of angles, and as he tried to move around me, to angle himself right, he said, "I don't know about this, Lily."

After some more trial and error, he fell back on the bed beside me, grabbing the sheets and covering himself with them.

Relaxing into the bed, I pulled the sheets up over me.

"I can't do it without hurting you," he whispered.

"There are positions we can do," I replied, pouting. 

"But I want to look at you," he mumbled. "At least for the first time."

Biting my lip, I looked to my knees tucked under the sheets. "But we won't be able to do it for a long time once they are here..."

Hand finding mine, he looked me square in the eyes and said, "I'm more than happy to wait for you, Lily."

"But I want you now," I moaned, head falling against his shoulder.

That roused a chuckle out of him. "I want you too. But... Only if I can look at you and kiss you."

"But that's boring anyway." If only I knew being with Tyler wouldn't actually mean I get to have sex with someone new... Lily! Bad thought. Don't have regrets now.

"Not for me! But I'd still like it for our first time together," Tyler said, dragging me from my mind.

Heaving a sigh, I glanced back up at him and he kissed my head.

"We will get there in some months."

"Like four months."

He shrugged. "You're worth the wait. Besides... what if they... grab me."

"There's a mucus plug in the way."

"A what... you know what? Never mind. Please don't explain." And then he shuddered.

Two fingers trailing over his chest, I then said, "But we already took our clothes off. Is there not anything else we could do to... satisfy each other?"

A cheeky grin spread across his face and he began to slip his head under the covers.

My eyes flew open in the middle of the night, a searing pain running from the bottom of my bump all the way through to my back.

I shifted up to a seated position and took a couple of deep breaths.

My panting must have woken Tyler because suddenly his wary arms were around me as he yawned, "Everything okay?"

"It might be braxton-hicks."

"Who's Braxton?"

"They're the name of fake contractions," I managed to get out through gritted teeth.

"Contractions?" he exclaimed. That woke him up. The light was on in an instant and he reached for his phone.

"What are you doing?" I managed to breath out through the pain.

"I have an app I downloaded for this."

As the wave of pain finally subsided, I glanced over at his phone to see a contraction tracking app. "You got this for me?"

"I may not know about Braxton or mucus plugs or whatever but... yeah. I figured this could happen when I'm around and I need to be able to support you."

I let my hand cup his cheek as I gazed into his eyes. "I love you, Ty," I whispered. It was the first time I was saying it to him, and his eyes danced with delight.

"I love you, Lily," he whispered.

But before our lips could touch, another wave of pain overtook me.

"Those are very close," he announced. "We'll wait for a couple more, but if they keep going... I'm taking you to the hospital."

But as I rode myself through the next contraction, a wetness began to overtake my underwear and the bed sheets.

Eyes wide, I leapt out of bed and raced to the toilet where the rest gushed out.

"Lily?" he called from the doorway.

"I think my water just broke."

"I'll call Cory."

Ooof. That chapter got a little steamy. Don't worry... I won't ever describe such explicit content here because many of you seem to be too young.

Anyway... ARE WE EXCITED? LILY'S WATER BROKE O:

Seven chapters left of this book...