Tomas.
We knocked on the door. “Honey, open up! The ramen is here!” Jimmy called to Jennifer.
She unlocked the door and looked us up and down with disgust. “What is that smell? Do you want to poison me, or did you both roll in the mud?” she smirked.
“It’s the bowl of ramen that smells like Jennifer!” I mumbled.
“And you think I could eat something like that?” she muttered, crossing her arms over her chest.
“What?! YOU ASKED FOR that disgusting thing!” I frowned.
“You eat it! Not both of you!” she sneered, leaving us thunderstruck.
“Wait here; I want to change my clothes and pick something from the buffet,” she commanded, walking back inside. A few minutes later, she emerged in a very short, wide white dress. I furrowed my brows. “What the hell are you wearing? Just because you’re pregnant doesn’t mean you can wear something that shows off your legs like that!” I huffed.
“Are you yelling at me now, Tomas?” she winked.
“Just go put something else on, or I’ll break your head!” I shouted, trying to sound intimidating.
“Um, no,” she flicked her hand and pushed past me and Jimmy, raising her arm in the air. “And don’t forget to throw that disgusting thing away,” she mocked, leaving us behind.
We rushed after her. I shot a glance at Jimmy, realizing that even he seemed a bit jealous of his sister’s boldness. We hurried, but she took the elevator, and we took the stairs.
Once we reached the ground floor, we spotted someone trying to touch Jennifer’s hand. She looked ready to yell at him, but Jimmy and I quickly threw the bowl at his face and punched him in the eye.
“See what happened?” I gritted my teeth.
She ignored me and walked toward the restaurant to grab some food. “Tomas, Jimmy, come over here!” she called.
We approached her as she started ordering almost everything from the buffet. “I want this, and this one. And this too! I want it all!” she laughed, commanding us. We exchanged worried glances. “Man, she’s not turning into a witch; she’s turning into a 1, 000-pound woman! Is she pregnant with triplets?” Jimmy quipped, a smirk spreading across his face.
“What do you mean, Jimmy? Do you think she has twins? Even so, she ordered enough food for a family!” I huffed.
“Don’t worry, Tomas. She won’t eat your arm while you’re sleeping next to her,” he patted my arm, chuckling.
“Don’t tease me! I’m really scared of her. I think I should wait to propose tonight!” I mumbled.
“No way! You should do it as soon as possible. Look at her-she’s beautiful and very rich now. Everyone will try their best to take her from you!” Jimmy warned.
“Who would even try? I’ll kill him!” I furrowed my eyebrows. “Okay, she’s pretty. Just go prepare a perfect night. I’ll stay with her here and do my best to keep her away from the pool.”
“Got it. A perfect romantic royal night at the pool-great idea!” Jimmy winked and walked away. I ordered the servers to prepare a plate from each dish and set them on Jennifer’s table.
“Honey, are you not going to eat?” I glared at her.
“I feel so sick, Tomas. I really have no appetite. I want some ice cream. I don’t know what’s going on with me. Maybe it’s the pregnancy hormones!” Jennifer looked frustrated.
“Thank God you didn’t eat all that! It looked like a scary movie, and all the guests were staring at the food!” I muttered, glancing at her. She rubbed her stomach, looking distressed. “I’m so hungry. I don’t want to eat any of this, Tomas!” she said softly.
I pulled my chair back and stood up, taking her hand. “I’ll cook for you,” I said with a grin.
“Really? Can you cook?” she smiled at me, her eyes lighting up.
“Um, I guess so,” I replied, clearing my throat.
“What kind of dishes?” she asked, beaming with curiosity.
“Maybe a complete meal!” I raised an eyebrow.
She frowned and stood up anxiously. “Are you serious? I’m pregnant and starving! I want ice cream now! Get me some at the pool, and I want fruit salad-Thailand fruits!” she exclaimed, practically bouncing.
I froze for a moment, remembering I had to prevent her from going to the pool. I hugged her tightly. “Honey, come to our room, and I’ll get you everything you want,” I said, kissing her cheek.
“But I want to go to the pool and breathe some fresh air!” she furrowed her brows.
“Sweetie, I’ll refresh you to the extreme! Just go take off your clothes and get into the huge Jacuzzi over there. Wait for me,” I winked.
“Oh, a jacuzzi and ice cream? This will be awesome! Good idea, Tomas. Don’t be late!” she flicked her tongue over her lips slowly and patted my butt as she left for the room.
“God! I didn’t mean that!” I muttered.
I walked to check on Jimmy and the party preparations, instructing him to call me if I fell asleep with Jennifer.
“Jimmy, help me, please!” I exclaimed, shaking his arm.
“What now? How can a mafia leader be so weird?” Jimmy smirked.
“She misunderstood me! I think she’ll want to sleep with me today!” I shivered.
“God, be a man! So what? Why do you act like a virgin? She won’t eat you alive!” Jimmy teased.
“For God’s sake, I’m afraid I might hurt her or something! When it comes to Jennifer, I lose control, and you know it. She looks starving and needs this badly!” I frowned.
“Uh, I get it. Don’t worry. When I said women in pregnancy turn into witches, I meant everything! Just keep yourself alive until the proposal, because you’ll need to kneel in the room before you kneel by the pool!” Jimmy mocked.
“What do you mean?” I asked, furrowing my brows.
“You’ll understand later. Just go now, and I’ll call you at midnight. Don’t worry; this part will be amazing. I’m doing this for my sister,” Jimmy said, encouraging me.
I walked to the kitchen to get some ice cream and fruit salad. “What are Thailand fruits?” I muttered to myself. “Um, maybe some mango, watermelon, and pineapple will be great.” I chuckled.
When I opened the door to our room, I found Jennifer in the Jacuzzi, holding a glass of wine with the bottle beside her. “What are you doing? Give me that!” I yelled.
“Why? I’m in a good mood! Take off your clothes and come join me. Oh, this feels strange but good!” she moaned.
“A pregnant woman can’t drink wine!” I frowned.
“Who said that?” She turned to me, adjusting her body so her cleavage was visible. I swallowed hard, glaring at her. She winked, “Are you coming, or are you just glued to your spot?”
In an instant, I was completely naked. I think I like pregnancy; she’s completely turned on and ready in an instant. I jumped into the Jacuzzi next to her, pulled the bottle of wine, and gulped most of it down. She stared at me, clapping.
“God, this is awesome! Give me some, Tomas!” she giggled.
I groaned, “No way! You’re pregnant; you can’t! This is dangerous for you and the baby.”
“Then call the doctor and have him tell me that! Don’t just assume things from your sick mind!” she huffed.
“Okay, wait a second. I’ll call him,” I said, standing up to grab my phone.
“God! Your butt is sexy!” she bit her lip.
“Dammit, she’s so sexy! I should call the doctor first before starting this endless game!” I muttered, gazing at her body. “What is she doing? Her movements!” I rubbed my eyes while dialing the doctor.
“Yes, doctor. You’re on speaker now. Jennifer wants to drink wine, and I really can’t control her. Please tell her she can’t drink!” I said.
“Mr. Tomas, Jennifer can’t drink much, but she can enjoy one glass per day. I’ll send a nurse to be with you until the baby is born,” the doctor replied, and I hung up.
“That bastard! He said she can drink a glass!” I mumbled, grinding my teeth.
She teased me, sticking her tongue out. “Told you I can drink some!”
I furrowed my brows. “Okay, I have to punish you now for teasing me, Jennifer!” I pulled her up to the bed. I was hungry to touch her wet, sexy body, but she made the first move. She grabbed my head, kissing me fiercely, turning me on as she pressed her body against mine.
We lost ourselves in each other, kissing passionately until she finally gasped, “Tomas, I think I’ll sleep for a week.” She moaned my name and fell asleep, breathing heavily. My heart raced, but I felt so happy. It was like a war-an endless battle that couldn’t be turned off. I gazed at her, resting her head on my shoulder, playing with her hair until we both drifted off to sleep.