The Third Wife (8 page)

Alana

"What the fuck,
this can't be right. Is this right, what the fuck?" I'm staring at the
calendar on my phone, the one I use to keep track of my cycle, there's a
missing circle in this bitch. I felt a panic attack coming on.

"Alana, Alana,
breathe baby." He pulled me into his arms trying to calm me the hell down.
Don't ask me why but I burst into tears. I started blubbering some shit. I
don't even know what I was saying at this point. He led me over to the couch
and
laid
down with me. My heart was beating so hard I
thought I would pass out. All I could think was that I wanted mom.

"Tell me what's scaring you about this
baby."

"I don't know, the fact that I'M EIGHTEEN
YEARS OLD MAYBE." Was he laughing at my melt down? I punched him in the
gut but he was too close for me to do much damage and he was smart too because
he blocked my knee from getting to the family jewels. "Don't you laugh at
me Cody Jackson, you did this to me." Now I was whining.

"Ah, Wildflower, we don't know for sure
that you are."

"Oh yes I do. I'm regular as clockwork, how
could I have missed it? Damn, tricked by the dick. You kept feeding me dick to
make me stupid." He had the nerve to laugh out loud. Boy am I gonna make
him pay for this.

I had to stop and
think, do what I always do; search my heart and see where I was at. So, I'm a
married lady, have the rock to prove it. Check. I have enough money to support
me and my kid if that need ever arise. What! Motherfuckers lose their minds
everyday. Check. I love, love, love babies. Check. It could look like my Cody,
fucked up hair and all. Check. It would piss of the Bobsie twins. BONUS.
JACKPOT. Okay, I admit it's kinda sick that that thought alone made my angst
all but disappear. I'm one fucked up individual.

I didn't even notice that Cody was on the phone
until he hung up. "Let's go."

"Where're we going?" I barely had time to get the words
out before he was picking me up from the couch and placing me on my feet.
"The doctor's of course, we need to find out one way or the other. You
seem better, you calm now?"

"Just peachy baby daddy." I pinched
his cheek.

"That was quick."

"That's how I roll, no use trying to change shit you have no
control over."

"Smart cookie." I got a kiss before we headed out.

"What about my car?" I asked this as he led me to his
Aston Martin. I loved this fucking car, and Cody behind the wheel, fuck hot.
“I'll have one of the guys drive it home."

"Uh, I'm not sure I want anyone else driving my baby." I
pouted.

"And I don't want my baby driving right
now." He kissed my pouty lips.

So off to the doctor
we went, he had to be a hundred and ten if he was a day. The chick behind the
desk was making goo
goo
eyes at my hubby. I gave her
the finger behind Cody's back, that's how we do it in Cali. Her eyes just about
bugged out of her head. Yeah bitch you
ain't
never met
a one like me. I already got two vipers to deal with don't even think about it.

Cody stayed with me
the whole time, which was good cause I'm known to slap a motherfucker who
pricks me with a needle. Cody did most of the talking while I looked around at
all the pictures on the walls of women in differing stages of pregnancy. Huh,
that shit could be me soon. Baby daddy didn't want to wait until the next day
for results so we sat in the waiting room for like ever while they did whatever
the hell they did to figure shit out.

"You know we could've bought one of those
home things."

"No, I want to be one hundred percent
sure." He's so cute. He had his hand around my neck and was kissing my
hair or my temple by turns.

Grandpa Moses
finally called us back into his office to give us the news. Knocked way the
hell up, and from the looks of things it happened on our honeymoon which means
I'm already two months along. Somewhere between the doctor telling us the good
news and returning to the car Cody lost his damn mind.

"No more long walks off to nowhere by
yourself Alana. And I have to look into this soap thing. I'm not sure you're
supposed to be around that stuff right now."

"Uh huh." I was barely listening to
him I was too busy reading the little pamphlets the doc had sent us home with.
Well me anyway, Cody had done this before.

"I don't want to tell anyone yet,
please."

"That's your choice babe but we have to tell mom and dad soon
and I'm sure your parents would want to know."

"I know, I just want to keep it our secret
from everyone else a little while longer." Read between the lines babe.

"If that's what
you want then that's what we'll do." He got it. He kissed my hand, which
he had yet to let go of, before going on and on about what was safe and what
wasn't. When he started on my lattes, I just gave him a look. See, he lost his
mind. Fruits and vegetables and vitamins this and that, he sounded like a
textbook.

When we finally got
home my car was there.
Cruella
and her sidekick were
giving us questioning looks but we just acted like nothing was going on. I had
all the doctor's handouts stuffed into the bottom of my bag. I snuck upstairs
to call my mom who squealed and carried on. I had to talk her out of coming out
here.

"Mom, mom, mom,
the baby isn't due for another seven months. What do you plan on doing?"
She was cracking me up. See, her reaction made me feel ten times better. There
were no recriminations, no it's too soon, none of that, just real genuine joy.

"We have to plan babes. The nursery,
maternity clothes all that good stuff. Oh my word, I have to go shopping. They
have the cutest baby things now. When I had you, they didn't have half the
things to choose from that they do now. You have to have a Bugaboo
Chameleon."

"A what?" I think mom went off the
deep end.

"It's a top of the line stroller. I wonder
if it's a boy or a girl. I hope it's a boy, those two witches would be green
with envy and Cody would be kissing your feet. No matter what men say they
always want a boy?"

"Hey dad only has me!"

"And he loves you to pieces you know that.
But if we could've had a boy too, he would've been over the moon."

"Well get on it mom, you're still
young."

"It just never happened, in all these years it just never
happened for us again." She sounded sad.

"Mom, I don't want this to make you
sad."

"Are you bent? Of course this doesn't make
me sad, I'm over the moon. Wait until I tell your father, all I can say is
that's going to be one spoilt kid. Did you tell Margo and Jonathan yet?"

Yeah so you could have a hissy fit that you
weren't the first?

"No grandma, you are the first." She
liked that like I knew she would.

"Don't tell anyone yet, wait until at least after the third
month. Oh I can't wait, I know we're not waiting the whole seven months before coming
out. Maybe I'll time it so I'll be there when you break it to the others. How
does that sound?"

"Perfect." After we hung up I laid
back on the bed rubbing my tummy. For the first time that day I think it was
finally beginning to sink in. There was a baby in there. Cody's and mine. Wow.

Cody

Alana has been
coming along great. It's been two months since we found out. She's four months
and not showing much at all, except for her breast which if I might say so
myself are amazing. I spend lots of time playing with my new toys. Her parents
are arriving later today. She's decided to tell everyone the good news. It
wasn't easy keeping it from Sharon and Arlene, though I'm not sure that they
didn't already suspect. What with the way I hovered over her of late. I don't
know what it is about her pregnancy, not that I wasn't attentive with the
others. But she just brings out this protective instinct in me that's almost
scary.

I worry about her
when I'm gone to work. I also had to put my foot down about the soap-making
thing. From the research I did, not to mention what the doc had to say, lye was
too caustic. She wanted to buy a mask ad try anyway but I told her no way. I
think it was one of our first fights, non-related to our lifestyle that is. I did
go ahead and have the place made ready for her use. And after our baby was born
it would be ready for her, she had to be satisfied with that.

Things seemed to be
smoothing out between her and the others though they were still a few rough
spots.
 
She needed me more now than usual
and the other two found that hard to accept since we weren't sharing the
reasons why. I'm hoping after we break the news they'd understand and back off.
But there was no way I was leaving her to face morning sickness alone, especially
since I knew she wouldn't turn to them for help.

So if I spent the
night with Sharon or Arlene I had to leave early in the morning to get to her.
Or most times I didn't even spend the night, this caused a lot of drama but it
couldn't be helped. I made it up to them in other ways. In my experience with
pregnancy, I'd seen mood swings and a disinterest in sex maybe among other
things.

Not my wildflower,
she literally blossomed. Her hair was getting longer and it had this added
shine to it now. This fullness that hadn't been there before and it had already
been beautiful. Her skin was healthy and though her body hadn't changed much I
could feel the difference.

The biggest change
though was her sex drive. My couch at the office was getting a workout and poor
Constance never had to go on so many out of the way errands in all the time
she's worked for me. But I was tired of trying to quiet Alana's screams so when
she showed up, which was usually unannounced I had to move quick.

I had put that ass
Curtis Sykes in his place by not giving him the business he needed from me.
Instead I gave the contract to build the new office center in the city to his
competition. That'll teach him to ogle my wife. That one mistake had cost him
millions.

"Babe."

"Hmmm?" She stretched awake beside me.
She's lying on her stomach beside me. She can still do hat since she doesn't
have a tummy as yet. Her nightshirt, my tee shirt really, had ridden up around
her hips. My mouth literally watered at the sight of her ass and the little bit
of her core that can be seen between her legs. I pulled down my pajama bottoms
and mounted her from behind.

She's still wet from our loving in the night.
She raised her ass a little so I could slip deeper inside her. I kept my weight
on my arms as I stroked in and out of her slowly.

"Hmm, that feels so good baby,
harder." She lifted her ass up higher trying to force me even deeper. I
obliged though I don't go any faster. I like to tease her in the mornings it's
our playful time.

I reached beneath
her to play with her nipple with one hand. Her breasts are ultra sensitive now.
She clenched down around me, hard, as she cums for the first time today. The
first of what I know will be many, until her folks get here at least.

"Stop teasing and fuck me harder." She
pushed back as she clenched around me in a milking fashion. Okay, she means
business. I sped up my strokes as I lift her hips into my hands. "Like
this?"

"Yes, just like that, so good, I love it, love you."

"I love you too." I'm lost as I pound
into her just the way I know she wants.

This was our morning routine once morning
sickness has stopped plaguing her. At least twice in the mornings before I go
to work. But on off days it can turn into an all day marathon. I had to
remember to save some time for the rest of my family. The last thing I needed
was to alienate them any more than they already were. I want to kiss my girl so
I turned her over and continued to love her. I feed from her mouth. I can't
believe how much I love this human being, and now with my child inside her, the
feelings are multiplied tenfold.

Everyone's here
finally. Alana has a spread that she made with the help of Mrs. Brewster of all
people. Her and the elderly lady had grown quite close in the last few months
for which I'm grateful. They spend most of their time together baking and she
was teaching Alana how to knit, which I guess would come in handy now.

Our parents were
here as well as my wives and my daughters, along with Mrs. Brewster, whom Alana
seems to have adopted as her surrogate grandmother. We had decided to make the
announcement after dinner and since that was almost at an end, I leaned over
from my place at the head of the table to Alana who sat on my right and
whispered in her ear. "You ready?"

"Let's clear first and then we'll tell them
in the sitting room while we have our coffee."

"You're not having any coffee." She rolled her eyes at
me.

"You know what I mean drill sergeant."

Sharon cleared her
throat at my left but I ignored her. She's been acting up more and more lately
and I was about at the end of my rope. I really didn't know what she wanted
from me. I hadn't done anything differently as far as my wives were concerned
except to try to make Alana feel settled and welcomed. If she couldn't see that
her behavior was one of the reasons I had to spend more time reassuring the
younger girl of her place in our lives then I was afraid she would always be
unhappy. I was beginning to think she thought she owned or ruled me. Where she
got such an idea from was beyond me. It’s as though she’d forgotten the way
things were when she’d first become my wife. How I’d catered to her and done
everything to make things easier for her as well. Too bad for her I’m not about
to slight Alana to appease whatever the hell she had going on in her head.

After I’d settled it
in my head and my heart that Alana was the love of my heart I’d had a hard
time. I felt guilty for the longest time. I’ve even been over compensating for
it, but nothing was good enough. She spent our alone time complaining. Why she
would think that was the right course of action is anyone’s guess. All it did
was make me dread those nights when I had to visit her bed.

Arlene I’d got to
come around a little. Her I could talk to rationally and get her to see why I
did the things I did. Of the three she was the one who’d had to give up the
most. She was my only wife for almost two years before Sharon came along. Not
once had we ever discussed the situation because it was just a given. Something
she knew was coming eventually. I listened to her anxiety and reassured her the
best I could. But I’d also warned her again that if she joined with Sharon
against Alana things would not turn out well for her. It’s not our way to
slight one because the other was favored. I cannot take away what is rightfully
hers and give to either Sharon or Alana. They each have an allowance that they
can do with as they please. Sharon has gotten it into her head that she should
be allowed to oversee this. Crazy.

Now she’s shooting
daggers at me with her eyes. I guess I’m not allowed to whisper with my wife at
my own pleasure. Everything must be done according to her dictates. I sense
trouble on the horizon. I can already feel the headache coming on and I’m at
the end of my tether.