The Kids Grow Up, Trish Hanan [books you need to read .txt] 📗

and drove off, leaving her standing there in shock. When he got back to the hospital, David was already there with the papers in his hands and they were waiting for him.
They read the papers carefully and all four parents signed them and then Dr. George and Fiona signed them as witnesses and David and Gloria triumphantly left the hospital as quickly as they could before the two men could change their minds. Dr. George watched them drive away and sighed.
“This is probably the best thing that could happen for little Emma,” he stated and Harry put his arm around the older man’s shoulder.
“You don’t have to worry about Emma, Dr. George, you and Shelley can still be her grandparents, we won’t take that away from you and Shelley,” he told him. Dr. George grinned.
“Oh, I never worried about that, Harry,” he said, “I just thought that having a baby would finally help her grow up and become a women instead of a little girl but I guess she’s got more of her mother in her than I hoped for.”
They dressed Emma in her pink sleeper and wrapped her in the pink blanket and took her out to the car. Harry grinned.
“This is nice, now we each have a baby,” he said and Jake grinned as they both the babies securely in their car seats. Then they got into the car and Jake started to drive slowly out of the parking lot. Harry laughed.
“You could probably go a little faster than this, honey,” he said and Jake shook his head.
“I’m driving, you just sit there and hush up, babe,” he chided and Harry laughed. He turned around to look at two sleeping babies and felt his heart fill with joy.
“This is nice, I like having a baby,” he told Jake who grinned and would have reached for his hand but he couldn’t take both of his hands off of the steering wheel. Harry knew this and just patted his knee. They reached home safely and the dogs and Fran rushed into the garage to greet them. Bo and Gertie who hadn’t seen Harry in a whole day acted like he had been away for years. Harry had to pet them for several moments.
“I missed you too Bo, I missed you too Gertie,” he gushed over and over and they whined and Bo peed himself a little which he tended to do when he got over-excited. Jake reached for the cleaning spray and the rags. He wiped it up and then washed his hands. Then they got the babies out of the car while Fran beamed and took pictures. Both babies woke up with all the noise and began to cry. They both had healthy lungs.
“Healthy lungs on those two,” Fran remarked as she followed them into the house, her arms aching to hold either one. Harry grinned and handed her Emma. She gasped with pleasure and sat at the kitchen table. Jake sat with her while Harry prepared two bottles. The kitchen had been rearranged in preparation of the baby’s arrival and everything was within easy reach. He handed two bottles over and went back to the car to unload it and then unpack the bags.
“I’m going to put another bassinet in our room for Emma,” he called out and went into the extra room. Soon he had another bassinet as well as all the clothes she would need for the first three months of her life stored next to Jackson’s in his room and their bedroom. He worked efficiently and quickly as was his nature, smiling happily as he thought of two babies being raised together as brother and sister. Now he knew why Steve and Kathleen were so happy. Two babies was definitely better than one, it was twice as much joy.
They put the babies down to sleep and then Harry and Jake sorted through the pictures and decided which ones they should send out with the announcement email.
“Oh, definitely this one of you feeding Jackson for the first time, honey,” Harry said and put the picture on the right side. Jake beamed.
“He really does look just like me doesn’t he?” he asked as he gazed at the picture for the hundredth time. Harry grinned and they kissed. Fran beamed.
“Which women do you think was the donor?” she asked as she stared at the group picture of Simon Woo and his team. Harry got up and looked at the six women. One was his mother Kate and the other five women were the five women who had all donated eggs for his ovary. He glanced at all of them and then settled on Cheryl Tate.
“I think Cheryl, he has her chin,” he decided and Fran agreed. Jake laughed.
“He has her chin, you can’t tell, he’s too young,” he teased and Fran and Harry ignored him and agreed Jackson definitely looked a little like Cheryl Tate.
“I’m tired Jake, let’s go take a nap,” Harry suggested and Jake got up at once.
“Are you, babe, lets get you to bed then,” he said and they went to the bedroom. The babies were next door in the dining room which had been turned into baby central so they would be close to the boys. All the dining room furniture had been wrapped up and stored in the loft in the barn where it would stay for the next five or six years.
When the bedroom door was closed Harry giggled and Jake looked at him with surprise.
“I take it this means you’re not tired then,” he asked. Harry shook his head.
“No, but I am extremely horny so if you don’t mind making love to a married man with a big, fat wiggly belly, I would really appreciate a nice, hard fuck,” he informed him with a sly look that sent shivers up Jake’s spine.
“I love it when you talk dirty,” he whispered as he wrapped his arms around his love and nuzzled his neck. Harry gave a little moan and trembled.
“Oh, Jake, I love you so much,” he whispered. Jake smiled and they made slow tender love, the kind with long, hot tender kisses. Then they slept until the babies woke up demanded a diaper change and a bottle, this time Harry held Jackson while Jake held Emma.
“This way they won’t think we’re playing favorites,” Harry said and Jake agreed. Fran went into the kitchen to start dinner and the dogs went with her to beg for scrapes. Martha and George watched the two newcomers and didn’t like that the bassinets they had been sleeping in were now occupied. George came over to sniff at Jackson and didn’t seem impressed by him at all. Martha didn’t even do that, she just watched at a safe distance.
Everyone got the birth announcement and gushed over the baby pictures and the same thoughts went through their minds. Harry and Jake were nice to adopt Emma and crazy to take on the responsibility of Gloria and David’s child. What if they changed their minds and wanted her back? People did that all the time. And then they thought what cruel and inhuman monsters the two were to give up such a precious and beautiful little girl in the first place.
“You just had to have twins and copy me didn’t you?” Kathleen called. Harry laughed.
“We had to take her, Kathleen, do you know that Gloria called her precious child an ‘it’?” he told her. Kathleen gasped with shock.
“Oh, no she didn’t, Harry, that’s horrible,” she exclaimed. All the kids agreed that Gloria was a demented bitch. DJ came over and fell in love with Emma right away.
“Emma Rose, will you run away and marry me?” he asked her and she cooed at him. Harry laughed.
“See Emma, you’ve gotten your first proposal,” he teased and everyone laughed. Grace made a face.
“I thought you were going to marry me?” she said. DJ shrugged.
“By the time she grows up, you’ll be bored with me and we’ll get a divorce and I’ll be free to marry Emma,” he said and everyone laughed.
“DJ, you have such a romantic soul,” Steve stated and Kathleen shook her head.
“Why bother getting married, why not just have kids,” she suggested. Grace shook her head.
“No, we can’t do that to the kids, we’ll get married and if we get bored, we can always get a divorce later, it’s like we’re soul mates like you guys,” she said. They all agreed that was fine.
Later when everyone had gone home Jake turned to Harry.
“Its okay to do that and to have an open marriage if that makes you happy, but I could never to that, babe,” he said and wrapped his arms around him. Harry smiled and kissed his chin. “I’d get much too jealous if you were making love with another man,” Jake admitted and his hands moved down to cup that perfect ass that he felt was his and only his. Harry giggled and wiggled his ass in Jake’s strong hands. They both began to get hard.
“Don’t worry, honey, I’m yours and you’re mine and we’ll never have to worry about either of us going anywhere, we’re soul mates and we belong together forever,” he declared and Jake nodded and they kissed passionately.
Sunday came and they drove to church with the twins as they were calling them wrapped warmly in blue and pink blankets and everyone came to get a peek at the new babies. Now their little community was a hundred and twenty-eight strong and still growing as three women announced that they were pregnant. Everyone laughed at Jan and Joy who already had seven and announced the arrival in February of number eight and wondered just how many those two were going to have. Kate and Barb announced that Barb was pregnant with her third and last and that they were stopping with this one, having fulfilled their duty to the community and their great-great-grandchildren by producing three children apiece by three different fathers. Everyone cheered and clapped for them
Then Sissy Jackson got up and announced that she was pregnant and with twins this time and that this would be her last pregnancy because if they were going to start coming in twos, then by God, she was through having them. Everyone burst into laughter and Dr. Jackson beamed because they were identical and that meant he had mighty sperm. Now their family was going to be seven and counting Jake and Abby, that meant the two had produced nine children, the most of anyone, expect for Harry and his nineteen.
At dinner Sissy and Dr. Jackson kept glancing over at the babies and she wanted to go over there so badly and see her grandson. Abby grinned.
“Why don’t you just go over there, Mom, and hold him, you know you want to and I know Jake and Harry would let you,” she told her. Sissy made a face and looked at her husband who grunted.
“We’re not interested in no fishy freaks,” he stated and Abby laughed.
“They named him Jackson Henry after you,” she informed them and they both looked shocked and Abby scored another point which pleased her tremendously.
“Jake named his son after his father, that’s a Jackson tradition, to name the first born son after his grandfather,” Sissy said, her eyes filling with tears. Dr. Jackson swallowed and he looked over