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Secret's POV
The last couple of weeks had been perfect. Frank and I had put everything behind us and our lives had finally gone back to normal. Pete is doing much better. He's been able to move around with little difficulty though he does get tired quickly but he's steadily getting healthier with each passing day. Pete had even insisted on babysitting the twins while Frank and I went out to celebrate Valentine's Day. Both Frank and I had been reluctant to agree but after much begging from both Pete and the twins we had given in.
Valentine's night had been nothing short of amazing. Frank had taken me to an expensive Italian restaurant just outside of town. The food was delicious and the atmosphere was more than romantic. Frank had even surprised me by proposing to me again with the promise that things would be different this time. I had happily agreed and made the same promise to him. We had gone home and he had made love to me like never before.
So, it is with much regret and tear stained cheeks that I stand here now staring at two pink plus signs. Under normal circumstances I would be thrilled. I would be more than elated to know Frank and I would be welcoming another beautiful baby into this world but there is just one major problem. I'm not sure this baby belongs to Frank.
I sank to the bathroom floor and let the salty tears cascade down my already stained cheeks. Frank and I had just got our lives back in order. We had just put everything behind us and now I feared that would all be shattered.
Luckily, Frank wasn't here to witness my breakdown. I had waited until he took the twins out to get ice cream and then to the park. Unfortunately, I wasn't alone either. Pete was downstairs. I knew I would have to tell him. I would have to tell both of them. I could deal with telling Pete it was Frank I was worried about.
Apparently, my sobbing was louder than I had realized because the next thing I knew Pete strolled into the bathroom and crouched beside me. I glanced up at him through my tears. I could see the concern etched across his face.
"Seek? Seek, what's wrong?"
"I-I....I-I'm......I-I'm p-pregnant."
His frown turned to a smile. "Hey, that's nothing to cry over. You should be happy. I am sure Frank will be excited plus you two make the cutest babies on this planet. I'll have another niece or nephew to spoil."
I only cried harder as the words tumbled from his mouth. Pete was obviously oblivious to the situation.
"Come on Secret, what's wrong? Are you afraid Frankie will be upset?" I shook my head.
"Then what is it?"
"I-I....I-I d-don't know w-who the f-father is."
"What do you......oh god no!"
I watched as his face twisted from confusion to horror as realization crashed around him.
"You mean this baby could be m-mine?" I only nodded in response.
"Fuck! What are we going to do?!"
"I-I don't k-know."
"What are we going to tell Frankie?"
"I-I.....we can't l-lie Pete. He deserves the t-truth."
Pete sighed heavily as he pulled his knees to his chest and buried his head in his knees. I mirrored his actions and rested my head on his shoulder.
"Pete?"
"Hmm?"
"How did it come to this? How did we manage to screw our lives up so bad?"
"We were selfish and stupid and used each other to vent our frustrations."
"Pete, I'm sorry for getting you into this mess."
"This is just as much my fault as it is yours." He sighed. I only nodded.
We sat in silence for a few minutes until I just had to ask the question that had been gnawing at my brain.
"Pete?"
"Hmm?"
"What if this baby is yours and not Frank's?"
"Then I guess I will be a dad." He shrugged.
"Okay." I sniffled.
"Secret, if you are worried about me not being there for this kid if it is mine, don't. I promise I will be here. I would never abandon my kid."
"Thanks Pete."
"Of course. You are my family and I love you, Secret. You have been there for me in the past and now it's my turn to be here for you."
"Pete, I'm scared. Frank just forgave me and things just got back to normal. What if he decides to leave me? I can't do this alone."
"I don't know what Frank is going to do but I can promise you that you won't have to go through this alone. You are one of my best friends and I will always be here if you need me."
"Thank you, Pete. That means a lot."
"How about we go downstairs and get dinner started? Frank and the twins will be back soon and I'm sure they'll be hungry."
"Yeah. Okay."
I followed Pete to the kitchen where he helped me prepare dinner. Just as we were finishing up Frank and the twins burst through the front door giggling loudly.
"Mommy! Mommy!" Lyric chanted.
"Hey baby, did you guys have fun with daddy?"
"Yeah. Daddy pushed us on the swing and the slide and it was fun." Rayne exclaimed happily.
"I bet you guys are starving, huh?"
"Yes! Yes!" The twins cheered.
"Get in your seats and mommy will fix your plates."
"Mmm, smells wonderful." Frank smiled as he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and rested his chin on my shoulder.
A pang of guilt and sadness filled my heart. I knew once he found out about the baby this would all be over. I only had myself to blame for this. Once dinner was over I bathed the twins, read them a bedtime story, and tucked them in before kissing them goodnight. Then I returned downstairs where Pete and Frank were watching a movie.
Pete and I had agreed to tell Frank about my pregnancy once the twins had been put to bed. I took my place beside Frank and tried to mentally prepare myself for what was about to come. I glanced in Pete's direction and we shared a look full of fear, sadness, and regret then I took a deep breath and turned to Frank.
"Frankie?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
He chuckled and put an arm around me. "I love you too, baby." I frowned at him.
"Seek, is there something wrong?"
"I-I...." My eyes met his and I saw the hint of pure fear in them. I couldn't do this. Not yet at least.
"No. I'm just tired is all."
"Are you ready for bed?" I nodded in response.
"Okay baby. Goodnight Pete."
"G'Night Frankie."
I didn't miss the frown Pete shot at me. I mouthed the word 'tomorrow' at him and he nodded his agreement. I followed Frank up the stairs and into our room. I watched as he stripped to his boxers and slid in between the sheets. I stripped my own clothing off and crawled in beside him.
"I thought you were tired." He smirked as I pressed my naked body against his and began palming him through his boxers.
"I will be once you are done with me." I smirked back before attaching my lips to the side of his neck.
"Ohhh mmm.....baby." He moaned. I knew I would miss that moan. That throaty, raw moan full of pleasure that only he could produce.
"Frankie, fuck me."
"With pleasure." He growled as he flipped me on my back and ground his clothed crotch into my exposed one.
"Oh god! Frankie, please!"
He teased me by grinding our hips together as he smashed his lips to mine. His tongue pushed past my lips to clash with my own as we explored one another's mouths.
"Frankie, I need you....now."
He pulled back and slipped his boxers off before tossing them aside.
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard." He growled against my neck.
I gasped as he shoved my legs apart and thrust in hard then pulled out and slammed back in. Moans of pleasure escaped my lips as he hooked my legs over his shoulders, forcing himself deeper.
"Oh fuck baby....feels so good."
Our lips crashed together once again as he continued to plunge in and out of me. My nails dug into his back while his scraped teasingly along my thighs. My orgasm built quickly deep in the pit of my stomach, bubbling up and shooting straight through me. It was like an electric current buzzing through me as I shuddered and writhed beneath him. I felt my muscles clamp around him as my juices exploded out of me. Frank pounded into me harder and faster until a low, throaty moan vibrated through him and I felt the hot, sticky liquid shooting through me.
We both panted heavily as we came down from our highs. Frank pulled out of me and collapsed beside me. I snuggled into his side and he wrapped an arm around me. I sighed in contentment as I began to drift into sleep. For tonight at least I could imagine everything was fine and that Frank would still love me tomorrow. I could pretend this baby growing inside me was in fact his. I could pretend my life wasn't on the verge of being shattered into a million tiny fragments.
xo britt
The last couple of weeks had been perfect. Frank and I had put everything behind us and our lives had finally gone back to normal. Pete is doing much better. He's been able to move around with little difficulty though he does get tired quickly but he's steadily getting healthier with each passing day. Pete had even insisted on babysitting the twins while Frank and I went out to celebrate Valentine's Day. Both Frank and I had been reluctant to agree but after much begging from both Pete and the twins we had given in.
Valentine's night had been nothing short of amazing. Frank had taken me to an expensive Italian restaurant just outside of town. The food was delicious and the atmosphere was more than romantic. Frank had even surprised me by proposing to me again with the promise that things would be different this time. I had happily agreed and made the same promise to him. We had gone home and he had made love to me like never before.
So, it is with much regret and tear stained cheeks that I stand here now staring at two pink plus signs. Under normal circumstances I would be thrilled. I would be more than elated to know Frank and I would be welcoming another beautiful baby into this world but there is just one major problem. I'm not sure this baby belongs to Frank.
I sank to the bathroom floor and let the salty tears cascade down my already stained cheeks. Frank and I had just got our lives back in order. We had just put everything behind us and now I feared that would all be shattered.
Luckily, Frank wasn't here to witness my breakdown. I had waited until he took the twins out to get ice cream and then to the park. Unfortunately, I wasn't alone either. Pete was downstairs. I knew I would have to tell him. I would have to tell both of them. I could deal with telling Pete it was Frank I was worried about.
Apparently, my sobbing was louder than I had realized because the next thing I knew Pete strolled into the bathroom and crouched beside me. I glanced up at him through my tears. I could see the concern etched across his face.
"Seek? Seek, what's wrong?"
"I-I....I-I'm......I-I'm p-pregnant."
His frown turned to a smile. "Hey, that's nothing to cry over. You should be happy. I am sure Frank will be excited plus you two make the cutest babies on this planet. I'll have another niece or nephew to spoil."
I only cried harder as the words tumbled from his mouth. Pete was obviously oblivious to the situation.
"Come on Secret, what's wrong? Are you afraid Frankie will be upset?" I shook my head.
"Then what is it?"
"I-I....I-I d-don't know w-who the f-father is."
"What do you......oh god no!"
I watched as his face twisted from confusion to horror as realization crashed around him.
"You mean this baby could be m-mine?" I only nodded in response.
"Fuck! What are we going to do?!"
"I-I don't k-know."
"What are we going to tell Frankie?"
"I-I.....we can't l-lie Pete. He deserves the t-truth."
Pete sighed heavily as he pulled his knees to his chest and buried his head in his knees. I mirrored his actions and rested my head on his shoulder.
"Pete?"
"Hmm?"
"How did it come to this? How did we manage to screw our lives up so bad?"
"We were selfish and stupid and used each other to vent our frustrations."
"Pete, I'm sorry for getting you into this mess."
"This is just as much my fault as it is yours." He sighed. I only nodded.
We sat in silence for a few minutes until I just had to ask the question that had been gnawing at my brain.
"Pete?"
"Hmm?"
"What if this baby is yours and not Frank's?"
"Then I guess I will be a dad." He shrugged.
"Okay." I sniffled.
"Secret, if you are worried about me not being there for this kid if it is mine, don't. I promise I will be here. I would never abandon my kid."
"Thanks Pete."
"Of course. You are my family and I love you, Secret. You have been there for me in the past and now it's my turn to be here for you."
"Pete, I'm scared. Frank just forgave me and things just got back to normal. What if he decides to leave me? I can't do this alone."
"I don't know what Frank is going to do but I can promise you that you won't have to go through this alone. You are one of my best friends and I will always be here if you need me."
"Thank you, Pete. That means a lot."
"How about we go downstairs and get dinner started? Frank and the twins will be back soon and I'm sure they'll be hungry."
"Yeah. Okay."
I followed Pete to the kitchen where he helped me prepare dinner. Just as we were finishing up Frank and the twins burst through the front door giggling loudly.
"Mommy! Mommy!" Lyric chanted.
"Hey baby, did you guys have fun with daddy?"
"Yeah. Daddy pushed us on the swing and the slide and it was fun." Rayne exclaimed happily.
"I bet you guys are starving, huh?"
"Yes! Yes!" The twins cheered.
"Get in your seats and mommy will fix your plates."
"Mmm, smells wonderful." Frank smiled as he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and rested his chin on my shoulder.
A pang of guilt and sadness filled my heart. I knew once he found out about the baby this would all be over. I only had myself to blame for this. Once dinner was over I bathed the twins, read them a bedtime story, and tucked them in before kissing them goodnight. Then I returned downstairs where Pete and Frank were watching a movie.
Pete and I had agreed to tell Frank about my pregnancy once the twins had been put to bed. I took my place beside Frank and tried to mentally prepare myself for what was about to come. I glanced in Pete's direction and we shared a look full of fear, sadness, and regret then I took a deep breath and turned to Frank.
"Frankie?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
He chuckled and put an arm around me. "I love you too, baby." I frowned at him.
"Seek, is there something wrong?"
"I-I...." My eyes met his and I saw the hint of pure fear in them. I couldn't do this. Not yet at least.
"No. I'm just tired is all."
"Are you ready for bed?" I nodded in response.
"Okay baby. Goodnight Pete."
"G'Night Frankie."
I didn't miss the frown Pete shot at me. I mouthed the word 'tomorrow' at him and he nodded his agreement. I followed Frank up the stairs and into our room. I watched as he stripped to his boxers and slid in between the sheets. I stripped my own clothing off and crawled in beside him.
"I thought you were tired." He smirked as I pressed my naked body against his and began palming him through his boxers.
"I will be once you are done with me." I smirked back before attaching my lips to the side of his neck.
"Ohhh mmm.....baby." He moaned. I knew I would miss that moan. That throaty, raw moan full of pleasure that only he could produce.
"Frankie, fuck me."
"With pleasure." He growled as he flipped me on my back and ground his clothed crotch into my exposed one.
"Oh god! Frankie, please!"
He teased me by grinding our hips together as he smashed his lips to mine. His tongue pushed past my lips to clash with my own as we explored one another's mouths.
"Frankie, I need you....now."
He pulled back and slipped his boxers off before tossing them aside.
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard." He growled against my neck.
I gasped as he shoved my legs apart and thrust in hard then pulled out and slammed back in. Moans of pleasure escaped my lips as he hooked my legs over his shoulders, forcing himself deeper.
"Oh fuck baby....feels so good."
Our lips crashed together once again as he continued to plunge in and out of me. My nails dug into his back while his scraped teasingly along my thighs. My orgasm built quickly deep in the pit of my stomach, bubbling up and shooting straight through me. It was like an electric current buzzing through me as I shuddered and writhed beneath him. I felt my muscles clamp around him as my juices exploded out of me. Frank pounded into me harder and faster until a low, throaty moan vibrated through him and I felt the hot, sticky liquid shooting through me.
We both panted heavily as we came down from our highs. Frank pulled out of me and collapsed beside me. I snuggled into his side and he wrapped an arm around me. I sighed in contentment as I began to drift into sleep. For tonight at least I could imagine everything was fine and that Frank would still love me tomorrow. I could pretend this baby growing inside me was in fact his. I could pretend my life wasn't on the verge of being shattered into a million tiny fragments.
xo britt
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