"Hi Harry!" Jessi's receptionist smiles at me as I step out of the lift. "She's almost finished. Do you want to wait in her office?" 

"Hi Dustin, that'd be good thanks." I grin and walk the familiar route to my wife's office, it's much more impressive than my office at the studio and much neater. Her chair is tucked tidily under her desk, which is clear of all clutter except for a few photographs of us and the kids. I sit the bunch of peonies I'm carrying down on a clear space and turn to look out the floor to ceiling windows. I chuckle quietly as I remember fucking her up against these windows, not long after she'd moved into this office building. She had looked so pretty pressed up against the glass and my fingertips press against the cool surface as I stare down at the view below. 

"Hey handsome!" Her quiet voice startles me as I hear her heels click on the tiled floor. "What are the flowers for?" I smile as her hands snake around my middle, her lips softly kissing between my shoulder blades. "Hmm... you smell good." 

"Do I need a reason to bring my wife flowers?" I ask as I twist my body so I'm facing her, my arms automatically finding their home around her body. 

"S'pose not. They're beautiful." She seems to mould herself to me and I want to forget all about the Doctors appointment and just stay here, like this. It feels like ages since I've had her all to myself. 

"Jess?" Sara's voice and the knock at the door make me groan internally. 

"Yeah?" Jess replies, slowly turning her head away from where it rests against my chest. 

"Oh, sorry, guys. I didn't realise you were already here, Harry." She pauses just inside the doorway. 

"It's fine, Sara. Everything okay?" 

"Yeah. Actually, I have some really good news. A publishing company called me and they want you to write a book?" She grins and my wife's body tenses. 

"I don't write and I have no interest in sharing intimate details of my life with the world." She sighs as her body turns towards Sara and my hands move to her hips.

"It's not that kind of book, it's a photography book. I think you should hear them out?" 

"You really think they're genuine?" 

"Yes. And why shouldn't they be? I'm stunned something like this hasn't cropped up before. You're a big fucking deal, Jessi!" I smile as I squeeze her hips. And I agree with my wife's manager one hundred percent. Jess is a big fucking deal!

"Yeah, okay. I'm not giving you another raise." She chuckles as Sara smiles in victory and heads back out the door after saying goodbye. "Come on, we should get going!"

"You don't really think they're only interested in you for a story, do you?" I ask as she links her fingers with mine. 

"I don't know what they want, H. But I don't think it helps to pretend like it isn't a possibility, it's not like it hasn't happened before." She says and leans her head on my bicep as we walk together. 

"Okay, that's fair enough but even if they are arseholes, just looking for gossip that doesn't mean your work isn't worth showcasing. I mean, maybe you should consider doing this book anyway, on your own terms? I'm sure Sara and Jeffrey could put you in touch with the right people." 

"Mmm... perhaps." She whispers as we continue along the hallway. "Thank you." The fingers of her left hand curl around my bicep as she hugs herself to my arm. 

"For what?" 

"For always being my fan." I can hear the smile in her voice and I place a kiss to the top of her head. 

"I love you." 

"Love you too."

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"Ah, Jessi, Harry, come in, come in!" Dr Ross smiles at both Harry and I as he gestures inside his office.

"Hi, Dr. Ross." I smile. By this point he feels more like family than our Doctor. He'd treated me throughout both my pregnancies with Daniella and Madison.

"So, what can I do for you today?" He asks once everyone is sat down.

"Uhm. We're pretty sure we're pregnant." Harry replies.

"Congratulations. I told you both there was nothing to worry about." And I turn and smile at my husband. It seems I wasn't the only one who'd made a panicked call to our Doctor. He types away on his computer. "How far along do you think you are, Jessi?"

"About six weeks." I subconsciously pat my little bump.

"Ah perfect, so I'll get you booked in with the sonographer and for a checkup in about five weeks. How's the 29th?" Dr Ross asks.

"That works for me." I smile.

"No for me, can we do the 28th or the 30th instead?" Harry asks.

"Both are no's for me." I sigh.

"Now I remember why you two are so damn difficult!" The Doctor chuckles. "How about the 25th?"

"Yes." I look towards Harry hopefully.

"Perfect." I relax as he squeezes my hand gently.

"Great. 10 o'clock? That gives you time to get the rest of the children off to school?" Dr. Ross smiles.

"That sounds great." Harry smiles.

"Anything else you have concerns about?" I shake my head but Harry starts talking.

"Uhm. Jessi has been running with me in the Gym lately. Is that safe? It's fine, right?" He always worries about every little thing.

"Exercise is good Harry. Just try not to overdo it." He explains.

"Thanks. Dr. Ross." I smile.

"No problem. Okay, Jess, so I just need to run my own test, we'll check your blood pressure while you're here and then I'll write you up a prescription." He says. I swear ninety percent of pregnancy is peeing in a cup and being poked with needles. 

"So again congratulations." The Doctor shakes our hands and with my pregnancy confirmed and tests completed my husband and I leave his office, our fingers linking themselves together, both excited to get our first look at our baby in just over a month.

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"Remind me again why I need to go to this thing?" I sigh as I look at my reflection in the mirror, standing sideways and sticking my stomach out to see if anyone will be able to tell I'm growing a little person. 

"Because you love me and there's no way I'm going without you!" Harry said pulling on his boots that match the burgundy colour of my velvet dress. Their label is having a launch party for River who has just released her new single. 

"Can you tell that I'm pregnant?" I ask as he stands up straight, making me feel tiny in comparison. 

"Nope. But you look hot as fuck!" He smirks and I find myself very tempted to play hooky and stay home. Preferably in bed with my husband. 

"Thank you. As do you!" I grip his arm to steady myself as I slip my feet into my heels. And then I find myself clinging to him for an entirely different reason as he steps closer to me, his fingers bunching my dress on my thigh. "Harry?" I question weakly. His hand slips inside the slit in my dress, tickling my skin as he makes his way to the edge of my pants. He ghosts over the spot where I want him most, and I flip him off in the mirror when I see him smirk at my whimper. 

"You want me to touch you right here?" He whispers in my ear as he brushes my pants aside, his fingers instinctively knowing where to tease me. 

"Yes." He presses his finger to my clit and my body falls forward, my hand grasping the mirror to try to keep myself steady. 

"Hey, careful. I got you, Baby." His free arm wraps itself diagonally across my front, his left hand gripping my shoulder as he hugs me to his strong chest. His pointer and middle finger drag over me and I let out a moan as he continues his movements. His calm, measured breathing is ruffling my hair and I feel like I'm floating off in a cloud of pleasure, Harry's strong arm around my body the only thing tethering me to reality. "So fucking beautiful." He whispers and I find myself staring at his reflection in complete agreement. He looks perfect in the bright lights of our wardrobe. His green eyes glow with a hunger I've only ever seen in the bedroom and I whimper as his tongue pokes out to wet his pink lips. 

"Harry!" I softly call as he works his middle fingers inside me, his thumb taking over teasing my clit. My hips roll of their own accord and my fingers bury themselves in his hair as I pull his head down towards me. "Mmm..." I drawl as his wet lips kiss my shoulder before moving to my neck. My entire body is tingling as his tongue swipes across my skin, my orgasm building deep inside me. 

"Love how you squeeze my fingers." His voice is husky and I honestly want to drown myself in the sound. "Feels so fucking good..." His words fall away, my body unable to concentrate on anything but it's impending nirvana. My husband speeds up his movements and just as he sinks his teeth into the flesh at the bottom of my neck, my orgasm shatters through me and I'm aware that my lips are moving but I can't tell if any actual sound is coming out. 

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up before the car gets here." Is the first thing I hear when I come down from my high. All I can manage is a nod as Harry picks me up and carries me to the bathroom. 

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"Thank God! I thought you would never get here." Glenne grins as she pulls me towards the bar while Harry is busy talking to Jeffrey. "These parties are so dull now I can't take part in any of the fun!" She orders herself a coke and I ask for the same before she interrupts, "No way, missy!" She protests, and the barmaid stops to look at me. "Just the coke, please?" I repeat my order and watch as she disappears. 

"Jess, please? At least one of us should cut loose." My friend sighs and I glance over to see my husband and his manager in a warm embrace. Nothing stopping me from sharing the news with Glenne then since I know Jeffrey will share it with her, anyway. 

"I can't." I smile. 

"Do you have work tomorrow?" She frowns. 

"No. Me and Harry are gonna take the kids to the beach but apart from that I have zero plans." 

"Then why?" Her brows squish together. 

"Same reason as you." I grin, deciding not to tease her anymore. 

"But I - Oh!" Her arms fling themselves around me tightly and I hug her back. "Yes! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I'm so happy for you guys!" We're practically jumping up and down like a pair of excited schoolgirls but I can't seem to stop. "And I'm so happy I have a pregnancy buddy!"

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"River! You were supposed to be here half an hour ago. People will be arriving soon."  Jeffrey switches to full-blown work mode and Harry hugs me closer to his body. 

"All right, Jeffrey! Calm down. I'm here now." My mouth falls open at the cheek of this girl. 

"You really need to lose the attitude if you want to get anywhere in this industry." Jeffrey sighs. 

"Fine. Sorry. Hi Harry!" She turns from Jeffrey and I recognise her immediately as she waltzes towards us, she's the girl who spilt wine on my dress. I brush my hand over my husbands as his fingers are pinching my hip uncomfortably.  

"Hi River. This is my wife, Jessi." His hold on me somehow tightens even further and I worry he might actually snap me in two. 

"Hi. Although we kind of already met." I smile and pat Harry's chest to try to get him to relax. 

"Oh yeah, your dress. I hope I didn't ruin it?" I don't think I'm imagining the wicked little smirk on her face. 

"No, it cleaned up perfectly." I keep my smile plastered on my face as I pull her in for a hug. "Besides, I should thank you, my husband really enjoyed licking the red wine stains from my body." I whisper before pulling away and turning to grin up at Harry. I catch her gaping mouth turn to a scowl out of the corner of my eye and then she storms off. Maybe that was a little mean? She is only young after all and I can't blame her for having a crush on Harry, he's quite a sight to behold.

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"Jessi!" James and Jules yell as they brush by River and head straight for my wife, hugging her before me. This is about the fifth time this had happened in the half hour we've been stood here and if looks could kill, then the wonderful woman at my side would be stone dead. 

"You look stunning!" Jules smiles as she hugs Jess tighter. 

"So do you. I love this dress." 

"How did we end up with those two?" James smirks as he punches my shoulder. "Come have a drink with us later?" And they both disappear without receiving an answer. 

"I thought this is supposed to be my party!" River pouts. 

"C'mon. I think we can all head inside now, anyway. I'll introduce you to some people." Jeffrey says and Jess and I follow behind them. 

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"I swear if I didn't love your wife I'd get quite jealous at the fact my husband likes to cling to her like a koala when he's drunk. But I can't blame him, she's so little and huggable. I feel like a giant in comparison which is kinda cool." Sarah chuckles as we watch Mitch rocking from side to side with Jess squished against his chest. 

"Same goes for Mitch. And she wouldn't tolerate that from anyone else but me!" I laugh as he suddenly lifts her off the floor, her legs kick into thin air as she yells, "Mitchell! Put me down, right now!" He stumbles a little and the fact that she's pregnant comes crashing down on me like a bucket of icy cold water. 

"Why don't you let me take her?" I grin as he places her clumsily on the floor. 

"You're no fun!" My friend pouts at me as Jess manoeuvres her way to my side and I feel a calmness wash over me when her right arm slips carefully around my waist, her left hand gripping softly at the side of my shirt. It's a sign she is ready to go home and the tips of her fingers dipping into the waistband of my trousers is another, as is the "I love you," she whispers into my chest. 

"Love you too. Home time?" I softly kiss her head as I grin at an inebriated Sarah and Mitch making out like two teenagers. 

"Hmm..." She yawns, "don't you have to stay until the end?" 

"Don't care." My nose brushes against her hair as I breathe in the scent of her shampoo. 

"HARRY!" River suddenly appears, her voice barking at me like I'm some sort of pet. "You haven't danced all night! Come dance?" She's drunk and I can't help but wonder who keeps giving her alcohol. 

"How about it, Baby?" I turn my body slightly so I'm facing Jess. "You fancy twirling me around the dancefloor?" I wiggle my eyebrows and she lets out an adorable giggle. 

"Dork!" She scoffs, but she grips my hand in hers and leads the way. 

"But you love me?" I quickly add as we try to find an empty spot in the crowd. 

"Yes. I love you." Jess slows and my hand loosely grips hers as I move to spin her towards me but suddenly her hand is wrestled from mine and I find River staring back at me instead. I back away from her as I scan the room for the woman I love, the woman I want to be dancing with. 

My entire body calms when she moves in between me and River until I realise she has her back to me. I place my hands on her shoulder, feeling a little unsure what her next move will be. She feels relaxed and when she speaks she sounds placid, "Listen, Love!" There's a pause and I watch the pain in the ass size up my wife. "Piece of advice! Don't ever do that to me again." 

"Do you have to control everything Harry does?" River rolls her eyes and I open my mouth to speak but Jess beats me to it. "My husband can do whatever he wants, he's not a hostage. If you want to dance with him then ask him? But I don't appreciate being pushed or dragged around because of your need for attention!" 

"Fine. Harry! Come dance with me!" It's a command more than a question but the confident look in her eye is the thing that puzzles me. How can this girl think I'd want to dance with her? And especially while I have the option of dancing with my wife? I mean, she surely can't be under the illusion that they are in the same league? Jess stands head and shoulders above everyone else on this planet, obviously not literally, her short ass barely brings her shoulder height with most people, but figuratively she is in an entire class of her own. And listening to her stand up for herself makes me decide we're not staying here a minute longer. 

"No thanks, River. Just realised I wanna go home with my amazing wife." I reply and I'm not in the least bit interested in her reaction as I bend down to whisper in Jessi's ear, "Please say we can go home now? Hearing you defend yourself has me hard and so hot for you." I place a kiss to that special spot below her ear and her body melts into mine. 

"Let's go!" Her voice is low and sexy and I feel like every inch of my body aches for her, I can't wait to get her into bed and bury myself snuggly inside her. My need to be home has never felt so urgent.