Charlotte Delaney has sworn off men. After one relationship disaster after another- including turning a guy gay!- Charlotte is so over the male species.
Isaac Fletcher had his heart cruelly broken. Yes, it was years ago. No, he never got over it. I...
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For the longest time, my bump has been on the small side. Today, however, I woke up and suddenly, I had popped. Even my belly button was now an outy! I had never been as excited as I was when I got out of bed, rushed to find Isaac and show case Nugget's new home. To my irritation, Isaac just laughed at my excitement. He was of the opinion that I had gone totally insane. He kissed my forehead and then slipped out to go to work.
Pouting at the lack of enthusiasm, I decided to hang out with my fourth most favourite man in the world. Well, potentially my fifth most favourite man in the world.
Sam was quick to come over, turning up ten minutes after I ended the call. He beamed when I opened the door, made some comment about how it was weird coming into the house via the front door, and promptly put the kettle on so I could make that cup of tea that I had promised him.
"It must be pretty quiet around here," Sam commented just as soon as we sat on the sofa. He looked awkward and shifted in his place as his eyes darted around the room. "Have you heard from Martha yet? Should we be worried? I mean, I haven't had any calls from Spanish cops yet so I take it my house there is still standing."
I laugh. "Sam, the girls have only been there for a few hours," I tell him. The car had stopped by early yesterday afternoon to pick Martha and her friends up and they waved us off without really looking back. "They went out for some dinner last night but they're hanging around the pool today. Flo and Kizzy didn't come across as major partying types and Martha's toned her behaviour down since working full time so I think you can relax. They're not going to destroy your house."
"Glad to hear it," Sam nods. His body relaxed after a while and he pulled his feet up onto the sofa, mimicking my position. He couldn't go so far as to balance his mug on his stomach like I was doing but at least he wasn't as tense as before. "What's new with you?"
Shrugging, I wasn't really sure how to answer. It had been a while since Sam and I had sat down together for a long chat and while I knew there was quite a bit to catch up on, I didn't know where to start. I suppose that's why all my words came rushing out like verbal diarrhoea.
I filled him in on my birthing plan, not that he honestly wanted to know about that. Since Lauren had given me the number of her birthing coach, I'd met with the woman, Harmony, a handful of times and we had pretty much planned out Nugget's birth to the smallest of details. I was going to give birth on a maternity ward in a private hospital. Sam frowned at this piece of information. I told him that Mum had pulled rank and that a state hospital just wouldn't do. Sam told me that he could absolutely picture that and laughed, saying that he was slightly surprised that Mum hadn't built a custom unit for me.
"Don't think that wasn't mooted," I joked. Taking another sip from my mug, I gently place it back on the make shift table that my stomach had become. "Isaac wants to be in the room. I'm not so sure though. I mean, will he still want to have sex with me once he's seen me push a baby out of my vagina? I think not. But I don't have alternatives. Sophie offered, as did Emma and Martha, although that would be a disaster waiting to happen. I guess I'll have to have Isaac. He's the only one that will keep it together while I'm falling apart."
