Part 37

"Oh god …. Are they all gone yet?" Becca groaned, her eyes closed, her bare feet propped on the coffee table, her head resting back against the sofa.

"Yep, that was the last of them. I convinced them to come back tomorrow afternoon to clean up."

"Oh bless you, or they'd have been here all night long."

"Ummm …. Bec?"

"What?"

"It *is* all night. It's 3:30 in the morning."

"Damn, no wonder I feel like shit." She groaned again for good measure.

"Rebecca Dawn Morgan! Such language!" he chastised.

"Oh bite me, Nick."

"Nah, too fuckin' tired."

They looked at each other then and both dissolved into over-tired giggles.

"C'mere." Nick said, pulling her to rest her head in his lap. "Have I told you how much I love you?"

"Not since around midnight, I think."

"Well, I do," Nick said, stroking her hair with one hand and resting the other on her tummy. "You feel ok?"

"Mostly," she answered honestly. "I get tired easily and god forbid there isn't a bathroom nearby 24/7. And my back hurts almost all the time. I'm not used to carrying around this much weight, especially when it's all right out in front of me like this."

"Do you know what it's gonna be?"

"No, I didn't want to know. They did an ultrasound and I have pictures, but nothing really shows."

"Good, I wanta be surprised. Roll on your side and I'll rub your back."

Becca twisted until she was facing away from Nick, but with her head still in his lap. She moaned as he pressed his thumbs into her lower back. "Oh, that feels so good. You have no idea."

"This is amazing, you know?"

"Hmm… what is?"

"Look at us. It's not even 48 hours since we've been back together and look where we are."

"Mmm …. That feels so good," she sighed. "I’ll give you an hour to stop."

Nick grinned, "Just relax. Close your eyes." He continued pressing his fingers into the small of her back as he stroked her hair. It only took a few minutes for her breathing to slow and for Nick to realize that she was sound asleep. Stretching slowly, being careful not to waken her, he kicked off his shoes, leaned his head back and within moments was also sound asleep.

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