Disclaimer : This chapter contains sexually explicit content.
2 weeks after Brad got home from Rehab :
Jen : You met him at my birthday party, dad.
John : That was ages ago.
Jen : I know...
John : I'd just like to have a chat with him you know... and catch up on things.
Jen : I'm just worried about your health, you really shouldn't be traveling right now.
John : It's just an hour long drive.
Jen : I guess, but...
Jen sighs, knowing this means she'll have to tell her family about the baby.
John : We haven't seen you in so long Jenny, we see Alex all the time, but you we never...
Jen : I know, I know.
John : Your house is so big, it won't be hard to keep distance... plus we'll wear masks.
Jen : Well, I guess you could come visit soon, but...
John : We're free this weekend.
Jen : This weekend?
Widening her eyes, she scratches her head.
John : Yes.
Jen : Uhm...
John : Or are you too busy for your father?
Jen : No, dad. I'm not.
John : Great, this weekend then.
Jen : Okay, I'll talk to Brad.
Later, that day:
Jen : What are you doing?
Jen peaks her head through the door of her office,
while on her way to work out.
Brad : Oh, hi babe.
Walking over to him, she sits down on his lap.
Brad : Just answering emails.
Jen : Oh.
Brad : Have I ever told you how good you look in leggings?
Jen : Uhm, yes... you comment on my ass every time I'm in the gym.
He laughs, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Brad : It does look particularly good in this fabric.
Jen : Oh, really?
Jen rolls her eyes at him
Jen : My dad's coming over this weekend, with Sherry.
Brad : Oh.
Jen : Would that be okay with you?
Brad : Why do you need to ask me?
Jen : Well, you sort of live here so...
He clears his throat, interrupting her.
Brad : Well, technically I don't think we've ever discussed me actually moving in.
Jen : Haven't we?
Brad : No. The plan was that I was going to live here for a few weeks to see how things went, and when those weeks were over...
Jen : Right.
Brad : We were supposed to discuss it, but we never did.
Jen : Well, I think it's safe to say that thing went pretty good.
Brad : For the most part.
Jen : Yeah.
Jen laughs, reaching for his coffee cup.
Brad : So I've officially moved in now?
Jen : Yeah... yeah I guess you have.
Brad : This is my house as well?
Jen : Mhm.
He smiles at her as she nods.
Brad : I guess that means I should probably move all of my stuff here.
Jen : Not so fast mister. I don't want your uncomfortable furniture in my house.
Brad : Our house now, remember.
Jen rolls her eyes, before answering him.
Jen : But yeah, you could have SOME... of your stuff moved in here.
Brad : Yeah?
Jen : Yeah, I mean like you should definitely have more clothes here.
Brad : Right.
Jen : And some of the kids' stuff.
Brad : Yeah.
Jen : And I don't know... your things.
Brad : My things... like my paintings for instance?
Jen : Like your paintings.
Brad : And my couch.
Jen : No, no... not your couch.
Brad : What...
Jen : That thing is not going in here.
Brad : C'mon.
Jen : No. I'll make sure it won't even be allowed through the gate.
Brad pouts his lip, before speaking.
Brad : Anyway, I think we should celebrate this.
Jen : Yeah?
Brad : Yeah.
He smirks, pulling her closer.
Brad : It's a big step.
Jen : Right?
Brad : So...
Jen : I've got a meeting at 5.
Brad : It's only 2. We've got plenty of time.
Jen : I was gonna work out.
Brad looks down on her outfit, smirking.
Brad : This can be your workout.
Jen : Oh...
Jen laughs before Brad leans in, meeting her lips.
Brad : You taste like strawberry.
Jen : I just had my shake.
Brad : Mhm.
He quickly grabs her waist, lifting her on top of the desk as she slips her tongue into his mouth.
Jen : Brad, the computer.
Brad : Oh.
He moves it out of the way, smirking.
Jen : We're really doing this here?
Brad : Oh, you bet we are.
He pulls his t-shirt over his head, throwing it on the floor before leaning back in.
Jen : There better not be a zoom call going on right now on that MacBook.
Brad laughs as he's standing in between her legs.
Brad : It's not like the neighbors can't hear you screaming anyway.
Jen : Brad!
He winks at her, before going on to rip her bra off, bringing his mouth to her breasts.
Jen : Brad...
Brad : Mhm.
Letting his hand fall in between her legs, he makes her bury her hands in his hair as she lets her head fall back.
Brad : Get these leggings off.
Jen nods while heaving, before pulling them off along with her underwear.
Brad places his hand back where it was, meanwhile Jen presses hers against his crotch.
Jen : Already?
Brad : What can I say... I told you you look hot in this.
He presses his lips against hers again as Jen tugs on his belt letting him know she wants it off already.
Brad : Yeah?
Jen : C'mon babe...
Brad smirks, taking it off and throwing it away before letting his pants drop to his feet.
He then grabs her ass, positioning her on the edge of the desk, while she bites her lip.
Jen : Yes, yes...
As he finally enters her, she gasps before digging her nails into his shoulders.
Brad buries his head in her neck, speeding up the pace.
Jen : Oh my...
Brad : Fuck.
He opens his eyes, suddenly noticing the lamp that's about to fall to the floor.
Brad : Jen the...
And then it does.
Brad : The lamp.
Jen : Who gives a shit, just...
Jen wraps her legs around him, wanting him to continue.
Brad nods, licking his lips before suddenly lifting her off the desk.
Jen : Wha...
Brad : Turn around.
Jen : Oh.
Jen bends over, pressing her chest against the hard wood as he grabs her hips.
Brad : Fuck...
With one motion he's back inside of her, making Jen reach for his hand to hold.
Brad : Should I put your hands on your back?
Jen : Do whatever you want. Just don't stop.
He does as she says, that way holding her still as he thrusts.
Jen : I should let you fuck me instead of working out more often.
Two days later :
Jen : What's this?
Moving service : Sorry?
Jen : You don't speak English do you?
The man shakes his head as Jen just smiles.
Jen : Okay then.
Thankfully, Brad comes walking behind him carrying another box.
Jen : Hey, Brad.
Brad : Yeah?
Jen : What's that?
Brad : Uhm, my tv.
Jen : Your tv?
Brad : Yeah.
Jen : Why did you bring you tv, I already have one.
He laughs as she furrows her brow.
Jen : I have several actually.
Brad : Well, I thought I might need it in my man cave.
Jen : In your what now?
Brad : You know, a place where men hang out and play video games.
Jen : I know what a man cave is, Brad.
Brad : Good.
Jen : Do you really need that here?
Brad : Well...
Jason : Hey, what do you have in here man... rocks?
Jason sneaks up on them, putting the box he's carrying down as she takes a deep breath.
Brad : Something like that.
Amanda : I told you you should've let the guys who know what they're doing take them Jason.
Jason : It's fine.
Jen : How much did you take Brad?
Brad : Uhm...
Jen : Your whole house?
He laughs, wrapping his free arm around her waist.
Brad : Aren't you excited we're gonna live together again?
Jen : I was.
Brad : Oh, you'll be fine.
Jason : I hope you're still keeping your old house?
Brad : Yeah.
Jason : Good, you'll need it.
Amanda : Hey!
Jen : What?
Jason laughs as Amanda scolds at him.
Brad : I'll be fine, I'm getting a man cave.
Jason : Oh.
Jen : No, you're not.
Brad : Yes, I am.
He leans in, kissing the side of her head.
Jen : We'll see.
A few hours later :
Amanda : So he's officially moved in now?
Jen : Yeah.
Amanda : How does it feel?
Jen : Well, I mean considering he's basically already lived her for what... a year now? Not much different.
Amanda : Right.
Amanda laughs, taking a sip of her water.
Jen : He's gotten a lot better though.
Amanda : At what?
Jen : Cleaning up his own shit.
Amanda : Really?
Jen : Angelina must have taught him something.
Amanda : So he doesn't leave his clothes all over the house anymore.
Jen : He sometimes will.
Jen shakes her head, before joking.
Jen : But that's usually when I'm the one who's ripped them off.
Amanda : Jennifer...
Amanda widens her eyes, hitting her arm.
Amanda : I wish Jason was more like that.
Jen : Like what?
Amanda : The type to I don't know... do it anywhere at any time.
Jen : Oh, but didn't he used to be?
Amanda : I guess.
Jen : I mean you've been together for years.
Amanda : That's true.
Jen : Mhm.
Amanda : All I'm saying is, enjoy the time you have together while there's still no screaming children in your house.
Outside, in the driveway :
Jason : So, you're back in the Aniston house.
Brad : I guess I am.
Jason : I mean I didn't know her all that well back when you were married, but you seemed to be handling living together pretty well.
Brad : Yeah?
Jason : From what I saw at the few parties she hosted, that I went to.
Brad : I mean Jen is so easy to live with, she really is.
Jason : Yeah?
Brad : The only things she asks for is for the thermostat to be down and the socks to be picked up from the floor.
Jason : I wish I could say the same about Amanda.
Brad : Oh, yeah?
Brad laughs as Jason rolls his eyes.
Jason : Everything has to be clean and organized and... yeah.
Brad : But I mean, you and Amanda have been married for a long time.
Jason : We have.
Brad : There's something admirable about that too.
Jason : Yeah?
Brad : I mean Jen and I couldn't get it right the first time.
Jason lays a hand on Brad's shoulder, giving him a reassuring look.
Jason : You will this time.
That night :
Jen : No!
Brad's eyes quickly flutter open as he's awoken by Jen's yelling.
Jen : Get that couch out of here!
Brad : What?
Jen : I don't want it here!
Brad : Babe...
He sighs as he realizes she's talking in her sleep.
Jen : I don't want your fucking couch Brad!
Brad : Jen.
Laughing, he turns on the lights before laying a hand on her arm.
Brad : Jen, wake up.
Jen : It's ugly!
Brad : Jennifer!
He shakes her a little, ultimately making her return to reality.
Brad : Honey? You were talking in your sleep again.
Jen : Hm?
Jen opens her eyes, noticing how Brad's laughing.
Jen : What?
Brad : You were screaming at me.
Jen : Was I?
Brad : About a couch.
Jen : Oh.
He leans in kissing her cheek, before turning the lights off.
Jen : I bet it was a horrible couch then.
Brad : I think it was.
The next day :
Brad : I'm certain... you know who, had one.
Jen : Well...
Jen rolls her eyes as he refers to Justin.
Jen : He did.
Brad : I knew it.
He laughs, taking her hand before dragging down the hall.
Brad : I mean take this room for instance, do you really need a library?
Jen : Yes.
Brad : You never read books. You don't have time for it.
Jen : But I have plenty of books and they need a space.
He sighs, rolling his eyes.
Jen : Fine you can have a man cave.
Brad : Yeah?
Jen : Yeah, I mean you're right... I don't need two gyms, or 5 bathrooms.
Brad : But you know what's more important right now than my man cave?
Jen : What?
Brad : The nursery.
Jen : Yeah...
He points to the room further down the hall as Jen nods.
Brad : Will you be okay... telling your dad tomorrow?
Jen : Yeah, I'm just nervous.
Jen lets her head fall down on his chest.
Jen : I don't know why.
Brad : It's big news.
Jen : It is.
Brad : I know for a fact he'll be excited for you though...
Jen : Yeah?
Brad : I mean don't you remember how he acted when we told him we were trying back when we were married?
Jen laughs while thinking about her father's constant check ups.
Brad : He wanted it to happen more than us.
Jen : Well... more than you.
Brad : Hey.
Jen swallows as it just slipped out of her mouth.
Jen : I'm sorry.
Brad : Jen...
He takes her hand sighing.
Brad : I really did want a baby with you, I just..
Jen : I know, it's ok.
Brad : I was scared.
Jen : I know, honey.
Brad bites his lip, stroking her skin softly.
Jen : I was too.
Brad : Do you ever imagine what it'd be like if we had one?
Jen : What do you mean?
Brad : Like back then, if you had become pregnant.
Jen : I used to.
Jen clears her throat before going on.
Jen : But I think everything happened the way it was supposed to, you know...
Brad : Yeah.
Jen : I mean look at where we ended up.
Brad nods, kissing the side of her head.
Two days later :
Jen : They're here!
Brad : What?
Jen : My dad!
Brad : Oh, shit!
Jen rushes into the kitchen, rolling her eyes.
Jen : Saying things like that will not make him like you any more.
Brad : Wait, he doesn't like me?
Jen : Well...
Brad : Jen.
Jen : I mean you kind of were the guy who "broke" his daughter's heart.
Brad : C'mon.
Jen : Brad, we don't have time for this.
Jen grabs his hand, dragging him to the hallway.
Brad : I'm nervous now.
Jen : Oh, c'mon Brad.
Jen laughs before taking a deep breath and ultimately opening the door.
Jen : Hey guys!
John : Hey honey.
Sherry : Jenny!
Jen : Come in.
Sherry : I wish I could hug you.
Jen smiles at Sherry while John looks over at Brad.
John : Hey buddy.
Brad : Hey.
A few minutes later :
Sherry : So, how have you been?
Jen : Oh, you know... good, despite the circumstances.
Sherry : Right.
John : Hey, Brad?
John taps on Brad's shoulder as they're all heading towards the living room.
John : How about we let the girls catch up... and you and I could go talk outside?
Brad : Uhm...
Jen widens her eyes at him, laughing.
Brad : Yeah, sure.
They part ways, John and Brad walking off to the patio and Sherry and Jen to the couch.
Brad : The weather's nice today.
John : Yeah.
Brad looks down on the ground as he sits down in one of the chairs.
John : So you live here now?
Brad : Uhm, yeah. I do.
John : How long have you and Jen been seeing each other now?
Brad : Well... a year now I think.
John : And you're engaged. Again?
He swallows as John stares at him.
Brad : Yeah, we are.
John : Listen son, I'm not after you... I mean Jenny's a grown woman now and is well capable of making her own choices...
Brad : Right.
John : And I very much liked you, back when you two were married.
Brad presses his lips together, not quite understanding where this is going.
John : You were good to my daughter.
Brad : Mhm.
John : But then you weren't anymore.
Brad : No...
John sighs, taking off his hat.
John : How can I trust that won't happen again?
Brad : What?
John : What happened last time.
Brad : Well...
In the living room :
Sherry : Let me see.
Jen reaches her hand out, letting Sherry take a closer look at the rock on her finger.
Sherry : Fabulous!
Jen : It really is.
Sherry : So how did this happen Jenny.
Sherry tilts her head, smiling as Jen clears her throat.
Jen : Like... the engagement?
Sherry : You and Brad.
Jen : Well, we had been good friends for a while after we both got divorced...
Sherry : Mhm.
Jen : And then I guess with time we realized that there was something more, between us.
Sherry : How exciting. You know, I was always rooting for you to.
Jen : I know.
Jen widens her eyes as Sherry laughs.
Sherry : So you're engaged now huh? When's the wedding gonna take place?
Jen : Well, actually...
John : Hey guys.
John and Brad come walking into the living room, thankfully just in time.
Sherry : Did you fellas get to catch up?
John : Oh, yeah... we had a nice chat.
Brad shrugs his shoulders at Jen who mouths something to him.
John : So what were you ladies talking about?
Jen : Well...
Brad sits down next to Jen, nodding as she whispers to him.
Jen : You wanna?
Brad : Yeah.
He takes a deep breath, taking Jen's hand in his.
Brad : You daughter and I are having a baby.
Sherry : What?
Jen : We've got a surrogate, her name's Maria...
John : Jenny?
Jen : And she's 3 months along.
Sherry : This is so great!
John stares at Brad, who can't tell if he's excited or furious with him.
Jen : Dad?
John : Yeah.
Jen : Do you wanna see a picture of the baby?
John swallows, nodding.
Jen pulls it out of her pocket, handing it to him.
Jen : That's it. It's from a sonogram a couple weeks ago.
Sherry : Oh my god.
She points to the fetus, as John starts dwelling up.
John : This is your baby?
Jen : Yeah.
Jen lets her head fall down on Brad's shoulder, smiling.
John : Jenny, I don't know what to say.
John lifts his head, drying his face with his sleeve before turning to Brad.
John : Welcome back to the family son.