Falling For The Badboy Superstar

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Love and Respect

A couple of months later the happy couple was back in New York and had eased back into their routine. Jordan was back at work and had released a new killer album, rumor had it he probably worked on it while he was in prison. Lana was back at college and acing it. Their marriage had blossomed and grown from strength to strength. The baby was nearly due and would coincide with the close of the last semester, so she wouldn't miss school and would be back when they resumed class again.

They had decided to postpone the wedding a little while longer. Lana insisted that she didn't want to walk down the aisle looking like a baby hippo, and although Jordan tried to reassure her that she had never looked more beautiful, she was adamant and not convinced.

After deliberating they decided to but a house in Beverly Hills, to give the children more space and freedom to roam. They moved in as soon as they received the title deeds and started to set up the nursery immediately. 

When Lana woke up that morning it was to a blaze of sunlight, but caught in the net of the partially  closed curtains. As had become his custom every morning, Jordan had nestled his head against her stomach with his hands placed over her bump; singing softly to their twin babies. Yes-they were expecting twins and they were both ecstatic. They knew what it was like to grow up as an only child, and they didn't want that for their children. 

I love you baby
And if it's quite all right
I need you baby
To warm the lonely nights
I love you baby
Trust in me when I say
Oh pretty baby
Don't bring me down I pray
Oh pretty baby
Now that I've found you stay
And let me love you, baby
Let me love you

You're just too good to be true
I can't take my eyes off you
You'd be like heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive
You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off You

"Hmmm...I could get used to this.." Lana sighed as she glided her fingers through his soft platinum locks.

"So can I..." Jordan moved back up and smiled. "Good morning my love," he kissed the tip of her nose,"did you sleep well?" 

"Like a baby." She regarded him with a smile.

"Are you hungry?" His thumbs moved across her cheeks, gently massaging the curve of her cheek bone on each side.

"I'm always hungry! Thanks to these two," she looked down and rubbed her stomach.

"What would you like today?" 

"I feel like an English breakfast..no I think a waffle sandwich, with melted cheese, bacon and pineapple." Her face lit up as she as she smacked her pink lips. 

Jordan laughed, unable to contain himself. This had become the normal routine-Lana had become so passionate about food and couldn't decide on what to eat on most days; so he usually just asked the chef to make everything she mentioned. 

Angelo wheeled in the breakfast cart, laden with everything Lana had requested and she dove right in. They decided to eat out on the balcony because the weather was good and she liked to feel the sun in her face. 

"You've worked quite an appetite!" Jordan teased her as she sucked on a piece of pineapple. 

"Don't blame me-blame your children," she smiled as she took another serving of the fruit. "This w tastes so good toady, I can't seem to get enough of it." 

"I can't seem to get enough of you." He rubbed his hand over her knee and winked.

"Makes two of us babe." She moved forward and kissed him on the lips.

"I have a confession.." Jordan sat back and looked at his wife.

"I'm listening.." she remarked skeptically.

He leaned closer as he whispered, "I've never had sex with a pregnant woman...."

She gasped and feigned shock as she whispered under her breath. "Me neither.." she winked at him and they cracked up.

"You're crazy Bambi!" He shook his head as he laughed.

"That's why you love me." She patted his cheek and continued to eat.

"I can't wait to meet them. What do you think they're going to look like? I hope they have your hair and my eyes-" There's excitement in his voice, gentle and warm, as he talks about the babies. She can practically hear all the plans going into motion inside his brain.

"My hair?! Is that all I'm good for?" she jerked her head back and scowled.

"No.." he grinned, "that's not not what I meant sweets and you know it!" Jordan glanced at her and laughed. 

"So my eyes are not good enough for our children?" Lana knitted her brows, and scrutinized him.

"No baby. I love your eyes-you know that. You have the most beautiful eyes."

"I do?" Her forehead was all puckered, and her pink mouth set in a pout.

"Yes Bambi," he chuckled, "you do...and I love them. I love you." He gathered her in his arms would have kissed her but she flinched as if in some sort of discomfit. 

"Ouch!"Her body jerked up and she made a face. She caught Jordan's  wrist in a vice-like grip that made him wince. 

"What is it? Are you okay baby?" He was alarmed at her appearance and wanted to go for the doctor, as he told her.  "Should I get the OB?"

"No-" she clutched his arm again. "Ye-es!" She gasped, her breathing becoming ragged. 


Edited: 19.09.2019

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