Chapter 17; What Goes Around Comes Around
Sweetheart P.O.V
Despite having a slightly sore cheek, I am having a great morning. I descend the stairs, William trailing behind me. As soon as I reached the bottom, the sound of little scampering feet against the tile floor hit my ears. “There’s my little man!” I cooed as I swept Prince up into my arms.
He responded by trying to lick my face. “Let’s get you some breakfast” I stated before placing him back on the ground.
Prince has gotten so big in the past couple of weeks, he is now twice the size he was when I brought him home. I walk into the kitchen and the smell of French toast hits my nose. ‘Mmmmm’. I see Nancy is at the stove cooking and both Jade and parker are both dressed and sitting at the table in the dining room.
“Good morning Nancy” I voice as I near the pantry to retrieve Price’s food.
She turns her head around to me with a smile on her face “Good morning dear, how do you feel this morning?”
“I feel great, thank you” I reply as I reach for the tin of dog food.
“Breakfast will be ready in a minute for you dearie” she says warmly as she returns to her cooking.
I open the tin of dog food and pour the contents into Prince’s bowel. I then fill up his water bowel ad wash my hands. “Smells good in here Nancy” William beamed as he entered the room.
He then came over to me and pecked my lips before wrapping an arm around my waist and ushering me into the dining room, pulling out a chair for me opposite Jade and he sat next to me/opposite Parker. “Good morning Jade and Parker” I smiled.
“Morning!” they replied together before tucking back into their food.
It wasn’t long before Nancy placed a plate of French toast in front of both William and I. We both gave her a thank you before she went back to her work. As usual the food was delicious! ‘Is there anything Nancy can’t do?’
We sat there after we had all eaten everything off our plates, right down to the last crumb. “So, what are we all doing today?” I ask as I look around at everyone.
“’You’ aren’t doing anything, ‘you’ need your rest like the doctor said” William stated plainly.
I pouted at his statement “But that is so boring!”
William lets out a humourless laugh “I don’t care, you need rest.”
I abruptly stood up and grabbed my plate before huffing my way out of the room. Nancy was no longer in the kitchen, probably somewhere else in this HUGE mansion I now call my home, so I wash my own plate before placing it in the dish-washer.
Prince had finished his food long ago and is currently playing with his chew toy that looks like a hamburger in the lounge-room. I swiftly grab the hamburger toy without him knowing, he looked confused as to where it went until I dangled it in his face. “Let’s go play outside boy” I laugh as I walked to the back door.
The back door had 6 huge floor to roof glass windows on it, one in which counted as a door. I slid the door to the left and kept it open, letting in the refreshing air of the sea inside. Prince shoots past me and begins to sniff around the backyard.
I don’t think I have ever explained how the backyard looks. As soon as you step out your feet touch onto the most luscious green grass that you could ever imagine. There is a paved path that leads you to a fenced off pool area, the pool is the same size as an Olympic pool except it is in the shape of what I like to call a jellybean.
The tiling is done in a dark blue, making the water glisten like the ocean. Continuing down the path there is a sauna hut, you could probably fit about 50 people inside it. There is a hut that has a bathroom, equipped with 5 toilets, 5 showers and lockers to put your clothes in for after the pool.
On the right side of the yard it a large grassed area that you could use to host parties. On the left side the yard is fenced off because it is on the edge of a cliff. There is about a 80 feet drop to the ocean. It is really relaxing to sit in the pool or the spar next to it and look out at the beautiful view.
Prince was running happily around the backyard, chasing the seagulls away from the deck chairs. All of a sudden I felt my shorts pocket vibrate. I pull out my mobile and answer it. “Hello?”
“Hey Sweetheart, it’s Justin, I am just calling to see if I could come over to read you your schedule for this week” Justin sounded like he was driving.
“Sure, you can come by whenever” I replied happily, I need to tell him about my pregnancy.
“Great, I am actually only five minutes from your house, see you in a min” and with that he hung up.
Taking in a deep breath and releasing it, I make my way back into the house, mindful to leave the door slightly open so Prince could get back inside. I then go and sit down on the couch next to Jade, she was watching a documentary on lions.
“You okay Heart?” she asked me as she turned the volume on the tv down.
“I’m fine, it’s just… It’s just that William already treats me like fragile glass, imagine what he is going to be like when I get further into the pregnancy. I still have to work and nothing he can say or do can change my mind” I voiced as I brought my knees up to my chest and rest my chin atop it.
“I know what you mean, Parker and William could basically be twins. I am only 12 and a half weeks into my pregnancy and Parker wont let me stand up or walk for more than an hour before forcing me to have a little rest” Jade explained.
We sigh together as we realise we are in the same boat. “My manager, Justin. He is coming over in a minute to discuss my work schedule and I have to somehow tell him I am pregnant” I say nervously.
“I’m sure he will take the news alright” Jade smiled at me.
Just then the doorbell chimed and I hear Nancy opening the door and greeting someone. “There she is, my little model” Justin beamed as he walked towards me. All of a sudden through he stops and his eyes zoom in on my face “What on earth happened to your face!”
“Oh, um, I had a little accident with a fan” I lie less than smoothly.
“Are you alright?” he asked as he knelt in front of me and grasped my hands, his face showing concern.
I smile to assure him “I am fine, Justin. Besides, put on a little makeup and you won’t be able to see it. Now, I have something important to tell you.” I bite my lip nervously. “I… I am… Well you see-“
“You’re pregnant” he cut off my rambling with a megawatt smile.
“How did you know?” I ask, mouth gaping.
Justin chuckles “I noticed the signs Sweetheart. Surprisingly you are not the first model to have managed to fall pregnant, believe me, I have seen it all. Now how far along are you?”
“6 and a half weeks” I smiled.
Justin nodded and stepped back to sit on the coffee table in front of me. He crosses his arms and looks to be thinking hard. “Okay, here is what we will do-” he chirps. “We will continue with the schedule we have now and for the next two months, hopefully we can hide your pregnancy for that long. You have 3 runways to do in the next month so there shouldn’t be a problem with you wearing underwear.”
“You still have a bunch of photo-shoots to do, which we cannot get out of. You also have a fair amount of interviews one in which you have tomorrow with Cosmopolitan magazine. When we are unable to hide your pregnancy any longer, we will have a press conference with both you and William. You can still work after everyone knows you are pregnant. I am sure you will have all sorts of offers to do skin care products and maternity wear for young women.”
I nod my head at everything he says, so far everything sounds good. “Okay, now what do we have on this week?” I ask him.
Justin hands me five sheets that are stapled together. “This is your schedule for the next two months an-“Justin was cut off by an angry voice “What do you mean schedule?!”
I look up to see William, a scowl on his face. All of a sudden the schedule is ripped from my hands, William is scanning through it thoroughly. “William, nice to see you again” Justin smiled tightly.
Justin and William have met on many occasions and for some reason, didn’t like each other. “Wish I could say the same to you” William stated dryly. “Now, what is the meaning of this?” he asked shaking the paper in his hands.
“William that is my schedule for work for the next two months” I explained.
Williams gaze turned onto me “No.”
“No? William you can’t tell me what to do! I am going to continue working whether you like it or not!” I stated loudly.
“You are my wife and you are carrying my child, so I say no! You don’t even need to work” anger laced his words.
“I can do whatever I want! Justin-“ I turned my attention back to him. “I will be expecting you to pick me up tomorrow at 11 for the Cosmopolitan interview.”
“Alright, I better get going” Justin smiles before standing and showing himself out.
“We better get going too” came Jades nervous voice.
“Yeah, we should” Parker agreed.
They both said their goodbyes to us before they too left the house. Now it was just William and I alone in the house, Nancy is outside watering the garden. “Could you have been any ruder to Justin?!” I scorned William as I rose from my seat to stand in front of him.
“Yes” he replied flatly.
“You are such a child!” I sneered at him as I move around him and go to head up the stairs.
“You aren’t working anymore” William stated from behind me as he followed me up the stairs.
“Yes I am” I sang back to annoy him.
I open the bedroom door and step inside the bedroom. I kick off my flats at the end of the bed and using the hairband on my wrist, tie my hair into a messy bun. “No. You. Aren’t!” William spat each word.
I turn around to face him again. “William, I am only 6 and a half weeks pregnant, I am not even showing much yet. So whilst I am not showing I need to work! I will not become one of those petty house wives that sit on their bums all day and pop out baby after baby!” I expressed.
“I will agree to you doing interviews, but as for the photo-shoots, no, and you can forget about the runway shows” he scoffed.
“Why are you trying to stop me doing what I love?” I ask exasperated and tired.
“I’m not, I am just making sure you are safe” he shot back.
That’s when an idea hit me. “You know what? Fine, if you want to stop me doing something I love, then I will stop you doing something you love” I stated with absolute certainty.
“Sorry babe, but there is nothing you can stop me doing” he snickered as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
I smirked up at him as I wrapped my arms around his neck “Actually, there is.”
“Oh really, what might that be?” he smirked back.
I stepped upon tippy toes so my lips are almost touching his. I then let my hands smooth down his shoulders and down against his chest. “No sex” I stated firmly before pushing against his chest and walking over to my side of the bed.
I pull my corner of the comforter back and fluff my pillow. Looking out the corner of my eye I see William standing there, looking completely dumbstruck. I then see him shake his head from his trance and look at me confused. “What?” he asked as if he thought I was crazy.
“You heard me, no sex. You want to stop me doing what I love, then I will stop doing what you love” I shrug before sliding into the bed and snuggling under the covers. “You may leave now, I am tired” I say with a small yawn and closing my eyes.
“You can’t be serious!” he exclaimed in a desperate voice, full of disbelief.
“I’m dead serious William. Now let me sleep!” I scold him before laying my head down and closing my eyes.
The last thing I hear before slipping into sweet oblivion was the sound of a frustrated William storming out of the room and down stairs. He can get as angry as he likes with me, soon he will realise ‘not to mess with me’.
I jump awake from my sleep as the overwhelming nauseousness takes over my body. I leap from the bed and run into the bathroom, making it just in time to empty breakfast from my stomach. I really don’t like this part of pregnancy! And why do they even call it morning sickness when you vomit at all hours of the day!!!
After about twenty minutes of puking into the toilet I flush and furiously brush my teeth. As I place my toothbrush back into its holder I release a sigh, the nauseousness isn’t so bad anymore. I place my hands on my stomach. “Why do you have to make mummy feel so ill” I wined before sighing again and walking back into the bedroom.
I slip on my flats and brush my fingers through my hair. For some reason I have the biggest urge to see my parents. I walk into my closet and grab a cropped leather jacket and shrug it on. I grab my phone off the bedside table and my bag from the end of the bed. I then head down stairs, car keys in hand.
I reach the bottom of the stairs and walk through the lounge-room. I was about to reach for the front door when Williams voice called out to me from the kitchen “Where are you going?”
I pause and turn to face him. “I am going to go see my parents, I haven’t seen them in ages” I explained.
“Well, it just so happens that your mother just called me to tell you that we are all going out for dinner, my parents will be there too. So we need to get dressed and will meet them in an hour” he smiled warmly at me.
“Okay” I smiled back as I walked over to him.
I peck his lips before heading up to the bedroom. “Why did you brush your teeth?” William queried from the bedroom, I am currently in the closet, choosing something to wear.
“I was sick when I woke up” I grumble as I sort through my many dresses.
“Are you feeling alright now?” he asked me whilst leaning on the doorway to the closet.
“I’m fine” I smiled before turning back to the task at hand.
I end up deciding on a coral pink bandage dress that reaches a few inches above the knees. I then match it with a pair of matching heels that are 5 inches high and strappy. I grab my clutch and head out of the closet and into the bathroom where William was putting moisturiser on his face.
I put on a light amount of makeup and brush my hair quickly and I am now ready. “All ready!” I beam at him.
“Let’s go then” he smiles his pearly white smile.
William wraps his hand in mine and we exit the bedroom and head outside to the car. We jump inside and head to the restaurant my mama told us to meet her at. After driving for fifteen minutes we parked outside a five star hotel. ‘Guess our parents are going all out for dinner tonight’.
We pull up out the front of the hotel. William briskly exits the car and saunters around to my side, before opening my door for me and helping me out of the car. Flashing lights were clicking from everywhere as the paparazzi take photos from behind a red cord, guarded by security.
William handed his car keys to the young vale, who looked like Christmas just came as he looked at William’s car before parking it. William wraps his arm softly but securely around my waist as we walk down a red carpet, all the while the paparazzi were calling out questions to us.
I was in no mood to answer their questions so I just give a friendly smile and wave to them. William on the other hand totally ignores their existence and continues to gently lead me further into the hotel, away from the flashing lights and questions. ‘Which at the moment I was more than grateful for’.
As soon as we entered the hotel lobby, William and I were showed into the restaurant of the hotel. I smile when I can hear my mama’s heavily French accent that matches my own. But as we got closer I was shocked to find that this wasn’t just some small family get together, far from it. Mine and William’s parents were seated at a large table with 4 other couples.
“I thought this was a family dinner” I whispered to William.
“So did I” William says with irritation.
“Sweetheart!” my mama’s happy voice called to me as she rose from her chair. I walked around to her side and we hugged. I have missed my mama’s hugs. She then holds me at arm’s length “You look absolutely stunning darling! And William, dashing as ever” she turns her attention to William and places a kiss on both of her cheeks.
“Lovely to see you too Gen” William greeted her with a stiff smile.
I then walk around to papa. “Papa, comment avez-vous été?” I asked him how he has been.
“Très bien, si je vous ai manqué terriblement” he replied. Meaning ‘very good, but I have missed you terribly’.
I kiss his cheek before stepping aside for William to greet him. “William, good to see you son” papa greeted him with a stern expression, but his eyes were warm.
Papa thinks of William as the son he never had, they surprisingly get along very well. “Gread to see you Pierre” William shook his hand, he too had a stern expression with warm eyes.
“Sweetheart, you are positively glowing this evening” Fiona chimed from the other side of the table.
“Thank you Fiona, you look amazing yourself” I smile and then give a small smile and nod to David, who gave me a curt nod in return.
I felt a hand at my elbow and and one on my waist. “Let’s get you seated” William says gently into my ear.
I nod as William pulls out a chair for me to sit on, then takes a seat himself next to me. The table we are seated at is a long rectangular shape. Fiona and David are seated at the head of the table. I was seated at the other head of the table., William next to me, then two couples next to him, papa was seated next to David, mama was next to him and two couples sat next to them.
William reaches for my hand and entwines our fingers together on the table. A waiter then comes to our table, he looks to be about 20 years old and fairly cute with his copper hair and baby blue eyes. “Good evening, I am Joshua and I will be your waiter for tonight. Can I offer anyone a drink?” he asked in a warm but business manner.
One by one everyone placed their drink orders. “And for you miss?” he asked me with a twinkle in his eye.
“I will have lemonade please” I replied. For some reason I am really craving something lemony.
Joshua smiles at me, giving me a playful wink before leaving to fetch our drinks. ‘Oh I hope William didn’t see him do that’. I slowly turned my head to peek at William. ‘Oh no’, Williams mouth is set into a grim line and his eyes are slitted into a heated glare at Joshua’s back as he walks away. ‘Need to do something before he does!’
So doing the only thing I could think of, I leant over slightly and kissed William on the cheek. His gaze averts from Joshua as he turns his head to face me. I smile at him before pecking his lips. “I love you” I squeeze his hand affectionately.
Williams eyes soften as he picks up my hand and places a soft kiss upon my knuckles. “I love you too” his voice is soft and full of love.
“So Sweetheart, how is it being a model?” asked the pretty girl who sat next to me. She has fire red hair and forest green eyes. She was a petite little thing and looks to be around 20-22 years old. For some reason I couldn’t help but notice a snarkiness to her voice as she asked me that question.
“Oh, it is a lot of fun. I am doing what I love and making a living from it” I reply. “If you don’t mind me asking, what is your name?”
“Sabrina” she replied snootily. “I did modelling too when I was younger, but you know, I had to grow up and make a proper career for myself, so I am now working in daddy’s company.”
‘Is she saying that I need to grow up?’ This girl is just plain rude. Luckily for me she seems to be now engaging in conversation with the boy next to her. “Your drinks” chimed Joshua who held a tray full of beverages.
One by one he placed the drinks on the table. “And lastly, the lemonade” Joshua leant between William and I to place the lemonade in front of me.
“Thank you” I smiled.
“The pleasure was all mine” he winked again to me.
“Okay that’s enough!” William snarled at Joshua, gaining his attention. “If you make another pass at my wife again, I will ensure that you won’t have any limbs to waiter anymore.”
“I-I-I am s-s-sorry” Joshua stuttered before clearing his throat. “I-is everyone ready t-to order?”
“I will have the steak, medium rare. Sweetheart will have the steak well done” William ordered for us.
Joshua gave us a strained smile before taking everyone else’s orders. “Are you okay?” I softly asked William.
William looked down at me and kissed my nose “I’m fine baby, you hungry?”
‘Changing the subject huh?’ “I am STARVING” I state, and it’s true, I am famished.
Twenty minutes later our food arrived, my mouth was watering at the smell of the steak. I pick up my knife and fork, about to dig in when-‘Oh my lord, what is that smell?!’
Whatever it is, it smells vile! I look to the left and instantly am overwhelmed by the disgusting aroma of Sabrina’s smoked salmon dish. I drop my knife and fork back onto the table and cover my mouth in attempt to not throw up over the table. “Babe, are you alright?” William questioned as he looks at me with worry.
I nod my head, still covering my mouth. I try to ignore the smell but it is too overwhelming. I abruptly stand up, gaining everyone at the tables attention. “Excuse me, I must use the bathroom” I speak politely as I calmly walk away from the table.
As soon as I rounded a corner and was out of their sight, I covered my mouth once more and ran to the bathroom. I pushed through the door and ran into the end cubicle, quickly locking the door and bending over the toilet to vomit up the contents of my stomach. ‘Oh god, please make it stop!’ I am getting over this whole vomiting at all hours of the day thing very quickly. Seriously, it is becoming ridiculous how many times I am vomiting!
I have been vomiting for the past five minutes, pretty sure my food is cold by now. ‘Urg’ I once again bend over the toilet and vomit, the thought of eating anything right now makes me nauseous. “Knock, knock, knock” someone is knocking on my cubicles door.
“Sweetheart, open up it’s me” William's voice called out.
I stumble to my feet and flush the toilet before unlocking the door. “Oh, baby” William cooed as he entered the cubicle, closing the door and wrapping me in his arms. . .
William P.O.V
Sweetheart had just left the table. Although she acted calm when she excused herself, I could tell something wasn’t right. So I also excuse myself and head towards the bathrooms. Now I am not normally one to enter the women’s bathroom, but right now I simply don’t give a shit.
I push open the doors and notice there is only one cubicle with a closed door, plus the fact that I can hear the sound of vomiting, I knew it was Sweetheart. I walk over to that cubicle and knock on the door. “Sweetheart, open up it’s me” I called out to her.
A few seconds later I heard her flush the toilet and open the door. “Oh, baby” I coo as I step inside the cubicle, closed and locked the door behind me, before wrapping her tightly in my arms.
The sight of her when she opened the door made my heart wrench. She is extremely pale, tears were brimming in her eyes and she was shaking. As soon as she was in my arms she broke into tears. “I-I don’t f-feel well” she sobbed.
“Sssshh, I know baby, I know” I stroke her hair soothingly.
“I don’t want to be sick anymore” she sobbed even harder.
I just held her tighter. Sweethearts morning sickness is very intense, maybe we should see the doctor about it, see if there is anything we can do to lesson it. “Babe, are you hungry?” I ask her softly.
She makes a gagging noise in reply and I instantly knew that she wasn’t the least bit interested in food. “How about we go home and get you to bed?” I suggested.
“Okay” she sniffed.
We walked out of the cubicle and Sweetheart freshened herself up by washing her hands and mouth before eating a mint. I wrap my arm around her waist and we walk back out to our families. “Everyone, I am afraid that we will now be taking our leave, Sweetheart isn’t feeling too well” I inform them flatley.
“Oh no” gasped my mother.
“Well, be sure to get plenty of rest” my mother in law gently advised.
We said our goodbyes and make our way outside. I paid the vale and secured Sweetheart into her seat before walking around to the driver’s side and hopping in. We were half way home when I thought I would double check something with Sweetheart. “Babe, are you sure you aren’t hungry?”
“I could go for some lemon sorbet” she surprised me by saying that.
“Alright” I nod and turn at the next intersection and head towards the supermarket.
Half an hour later we are finally home and sitting in the lounge room, cuddled up on the couch and eating lemon sorbet. “You know, I am actually glad that we didn’t tell our parents that we are having a baby” Sweetheart says spontaneously.
“Really? Why?” I questioned as I took another mouthful of the sorbet.
“Because I was thinking we should wait a little while, maybe until I am 12 weeks or so along. I want to make it a big surprise for our mum’s” she explained.
“Alright” I agreed whilst leaning over and kissing her delicious lemon flavoured lips.
The kiss soon became heated and I found myself taking the sorbet bucket from her hands and placing it on the coffee table. My hands stroke her back and soon my fingers find the zipper on her dress and pull it down. My hands enter the back of her dress, relishing the feel of her skin.
My lips trace her jaw and travel down her neck, nipping and sucking gently as I go. I place one of my hands on her thigh and softly travel higher, until my fingers can feel the lace of her panties. My fingers were about to delve into her panties when her hand clamps down on mine and she is removing it.
“Ah, ah, aaah” she wagged her finger in the air.
That’s when I remembered, ‘no sex’. “Aw, come on!” I whined.
She giggles as she stands up and retrieves the sorbet off the table, before walking into the kitchen to put it into the fridge. “Bed time” she announces as she makes her way upstairs.
I jump up from the couch and run up the stairs behind her. She enters her closet to get changed and I strip down to my usual nothing, throwing my clothes into the hamper and sliding into bed. All of a sudden Sweetheart emerges from the closet in one of the sexiest knight gowns I have ever seen her wear.
It is a baby pink nightgown. It only just covers her ass, revealing her long, smooth legs. The top of the gown was held up by lace spaghetti straps and two lace triangles barely covered her large breasts. I groan internally, I swear she is wearing this on purpose! (Pic on side)
She glides over to her side of the bed, pulls back the comforter and slides into the bed. She leans over where I lay and kisses my cheek. “Night William” she chirps before turning on her side away from me and snuggling under the covers.
‘She cannot come out wearing that and expecting nothing to happen!’ I wrap my arms around her, just under her bust and pull her so her back is flush against my chest. I start nuzzling her neck and I hear her gasp as my very noticeable erection prods into the small of her back.
My hand slides up her thigh, but once again she grabs it and pulls it off her. She then turns to face me, a smirk on her beautiful face. “No. Sex” she stated clearly.
“But baby” I whine.
She then shuffles closer to me so her front is pressed against mine. She begins to grind her lower body against my own with a flirtatious smile. “As soon as you take back what you said, you can have the one thing you really want” she says seductively. I find myself closing my eyes and instinctively begin to grind my hips against hers.
“Until then goodnight” she says quickly as she pecks my lips.
Before I know it she is no longer pressed against my body, and once again she is on her side away from me and under the covers. I roll onto my back and sigh. ‘This is torture’. And even though I don’t want to admit it, I don’t think I can win this war with Sweetheart. . .