1 Year later....

Reyansh

I walked in to the guest room and placed the huge heavy settee in there, then I spent 5 minutes rearranging the furniture.

According to Kyra, I was stress organising and I got that way, whenever I felt like I couldn't control everything around me, whenever I faced uncertainty.

Well, sue me. Of course I was worked up, my wife was Pregnant, with TWINS!!!!!!!!

I was going to be a dad, and we just moved into this mansion on the outskirts of the city, one month ago. Our new mansion was 3 storeys, it had 6 bedrooms, 1 mini room for the cats, a pool, a gym, a game room, 2 home offices - 1 for Kyra and 1 for me, a library, a garden, a massive dining room, a gorgeous kitchen and 2 living rooms. It was state of the art, a paradise.

But the new environment and all the changes put me on edge, I moved the sofa around again, when I heard Kyra scream from the living room, "Reyansh, I swear to god. If I hear one more object being moved or rearranged, I'm going to scream at you."

I wanted to point out that technically, she was already screaming at me. But I did not want to aggravate her. The doctor had told us that, Kyra should be as relaxed as possible. She was pregnant with twins, and that was always more complicated than a normal pregnancy.

So I said, "Okay Princess, I won't rearrange anymore furniture."

I then went to check on Romeo and Lily, they were 2 adult cats at this point. My love for Lily hadn't diminished in the slightest, she was still my little angel. I remember holding her when she was all of 2 months old. Romeo was alright, I guess. He had wormed his way into my heart, though he still remained his mother's favourite. Kyra had spoilt him rotten.

I stepped into the room and saw Romeo sitting on Lily and swatting at her, she was swatting back and trying to manoeuvre herself out from under him. But he was a chunky cat and she didn't stand a chance.

I quickly stepped forward and chided, "Romeo, stop it. Don't bully your sister, don't sit on her and least of all, don't you dare attack her again."

He got off her and looked at me with an expression that conveyed, 'No remorse'. The moment Lily was free of him, she ran to me and rubbed herself around my legs.

Right on cue, Kyra said, "Reyansh, don't scream at Romeo. Knowing Lily, she would have instigated the fight."

I rolled my eyes and called back, "Sweety, I wasn't screaming at him. I was just telling him not to attack my angel."

She sweetly replied, "Then do it gently, love."

I said, "Okay."

I narrowed my eyes at Romeo, and did a 'I'm watching you' hand gesture, which he totally ignored in typical Romeo fashion. I picked Lily up, and gave her a big kiss on the forehead, then set her down, and left to go spend time with my wife.

I couldn't stop saying or thinking the term 'my wife', I used that term any chance I got. We remarried and had a simple ceremony in a temple. With only a handful of people present, it was great. Our businesses were also thriving.

Kyra then gave me the greatest news, she was pregnant. We went to the USA to share the good news with Grandpa - Alexander. There we also consulted a doctor to find out the gender of our babies, we were going to have twins, 1 boy and 1 girl.

...

I walked into the living room and saw that Kyra was on a video call with my younger brother, Krish.

Krish had changed after that incident, which had occurred over a year ago. He had grown up, almost overnight. He had informed us, that he was going to move abroad to experience new things and explore the world. I was reluctant at first, but knew that he was an adult with free will and could make his own decisions.

But I told him that when he was done, he had to come back home. I had preplanned that he may require at least 2 rooms in the future, one for him and his wife, and the other for his children. He gladly agreed to the part about moving back home, eventually.

Krish had been very excited and happy when we announced the pregnancy news to him. He was going to be an uncle, I couldn't wait to see that. My baby bro was all grown up, though he'd always be like my first child, I raised him for god's sake. He had become even more protective of Kyra, now. On most days, he spoke more to her, than me. Their bond never failed to warm my heart.

I hugged Kyra from behind and said teasingly to Krish, "Hey brother, long time no see. You've practically become a stranger. Don't you miss your family? When are you coming back?"

Evasively, he said, "Soon Bhaiya (Brother), soon. Also, Bhabhi (Sister-in-Law) told me that she was having a pregnancy craving since morning and you haven't fulfilled it, yet? I've made you in charge of taking care of her, don't make me regret that. My niece, nephew and bhabhi will get whatever they want."

The audacity.

I narrowed my eyes at him and sarcastically said, "Oh, you've made me incharge? I'm most grateful. If you were here Krish, I swear I would've—

Kyra cut me off and said, "No threatening violence in front of the babies. Also, Reyansh don't threaten my Devar (brother-in-law). He's telling the truth, after all you didn't give me my snack."

I gave him the stink eye over her head and he smirked at me, knowing that he had her backing and her protection.

I said, "You know what your precious Bhabhi wants? Nachos with chocolate ice cream."

After saying that, Krish and I, shuddered in unison and jointly said, "Eew."

Kyra immediately glared at Krish and then at me.

I quickly amended my response and said, "Yummm. Actually, even I want some. Wait, I'll go get it for you, immediately."

As I hastily exited the room, I could hear Krish and Kyra laughing. I shook my head with a smile on my face and headed to the kitchen. Kyra's food cravings, mood swings and hormones were all over the place, but I was glad to accommodate her every whim and fancy.

When I came back, I saw the call was cut.

Kyra said, "Krish had an impromptu work call and he also had to meet up with some friends. So, he said that he'll call later."

I nodded my head and gave Kyra her 'treat'. I then went to sit on the chair near her. She sensed my mood and gently said, "Honey, he's grown up, he's an adult. The more tightly we try to hold onto him, the more he'll want to fly away. We just need to give him some space and time, and he'll be back."

I sighed and replied, "You're right. It's just a little difficult for me to adjust to his absence, I've been a mother hen to him for so long.... But it'll be fine, I trust him to look after himself."

She looked at me empathetically and hugged me, before she started happily munching on the Nachos and using the chocolate ice cream as a dip, as though it was guacamole. This particular pregnancy craving was slightly disturbing, but if she enjoyed it, then I'd gladly make her a 100 bowls of it.

After a while she asked me, "So, what do you love about me?"

Surprised at this random question, I said, "I love every single thing about you, Kyra."

She said, "Be more specific, love. I crave to know the answer to this question. I'm heavily pregnant and you promised to fulfil all my cravings."

I replied, "Cravings are food-wise, not topics of conversation-wise."

She glared at me and asked, "Am I or am I not, pregnant with your giant babies?"

I acquiesced, "Yes, you are."

Pleased with her triumph, she replied, "Then I get to decide what is and isn't a craving. Now tell me......"

I lovingly looked at her with a huge smile on my face and said, "I love your beautiful angelic face, those eyes which sparkle especially when they look at me. You are exceptionally intelligent and gorgeous. I love that heartwarming smile that can light up an entire room, those curves, and most of all your internal beauty. Your heart is so passionate, loving, caring, and understanding. You radiate warmth and comfort, it makes me feel loved and cherished. I love everything about you, Kyra."

Her eyes were watering with tears and she practically leapt on me. She wrapped her legs around my torso and buried her face in my neck. I gently rubbed her back. I loved the additional weight she gained during her pregnancy, especially when she sat on my lap. It felt like I was cocooned.

She then kissed me, or rather devoured my mouth. She put a hand in my hair and gently scratched her nails on my scalp, she knew I loved that. But I practiced restraint, let her take the lead, and set the pace. I didn't want to overwhelm her. She quickly became breathless and stopped, and went back to hugging me.

After 2 mins, she had more or less settled, when I teasingly asked, "So, What do you love about me? After all, 'We are Pregnant', and I too am 'Craving' to know what you love about me."

Kyra leaned back on my thighs and looked into my eyes, she knew that I had trapped her with her own logic. She smirked, grabbed my jaw and kissed me provocatively on the lips, with a lot of authority and confidence and said, "I love this chiseled face, your signature smirk, those gorgeous ocean blue eyes, and that physique.....my god, you look like a Greek god. Those muscles are just so...... yummm."

I loved that my wife was so physically attracted to me, but I was in the mood for some drama. So I pretended to be hurt, put a hand on my heart and dramatically asked, "So you only love me for my body? I feel so cheap and used. I'm nothing but eye candy for you, a mere trophy husband."

Kyra quickly replied, "No, no. I did not mean it like that." She looked so sad and perplexed.

(Hormones)

I immediately said, "I was just kidding, Sweetheart. I don't mind being your trophy husband."

She gave me the stink eye for messing with her, but then thawed quickly.

Kyra then looked at me as though I was her entire world and said with a knowing smile, "You are much more than that. Even if you were the ugliest man in the world, I would've loved you. You make me feel safe, happy, and loved. I know I can always count on you, you're my rock. Your confidence and charisma commands the attention of any room you walk into. Your mind is the sharpest and most brilliant thing, I have ever known.... Your heart is scarred yet beautiful, even though it has gone through so much, it has the ability to love and care deeply, beyond measure. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you, Reyansh."

She said this and buried her face in my neck, she was blushing for me. My heart was overcome with emotions. This was one of the best things I had ever heard, along with the news of our pregnancy.

With my voice full of emotion and gratitude, I said, "I love you, Kyra. You are my everything."

I hugged her, she made me a man who loved snuggling and cuddling. I was holding on to her tighter (both metaphorically and physically), than she was holding on to me. I needed her, like I needed oxygen to breathe.

After a while, Kyra peeked her head up and said, "Let's celebrate our babymoon, we're already outnumbered and pretty soon we'll be drowning in diapers and parental stuff. What do you say?"

I replied, "That's an amazing idea, it'll be our one last hoorah for a while. Where do you want to go?"

She immediately and enthusiastically answered, "Bali."

I laughed at her joy and said, "Great. I'll make the travel arrangements and we can leave as early as tomorrow."

Kyra gave me a big smile, cupped my face in her soft palms and kissed my cheek, "I'm so excited. Thanks, Hubby Dearest. But I'll get up in 5 mins, you are way too comfortable to rest on."

I replied with a smirk, "I take that as a compliment, and you're most welcome, Wifey."

Within no time, I realised that she had fallen asleep on me. I didn't want to disturb her, so I carefully adjusted myself on the chair and got comfortable.

My mind started wandering and I reminisced about my life. I got everything, I didn't even know I wanted, let alone needed. I was looking forward to our future together. I couldn't wait to be a father and hold my children in my arms, I also couldn't wait to see Kyra become a mother. I knew for a fact that she was going to be the best mother ever, just like she was the best at everything else. I was eagerly awaiting the birth of our children, and the expansion of our family.

I had come a long way, but I had finally reached nirvana.

It felt as though, I was living in a fairy tale, I got my happily ever after, with my one true love, my soulmate - MY KYRA.

                                                                 ..............The End.............