On I post, racing to meet the midnight deadline here in the central time zone.
Chapter 8
A few minutes later I slowly open the bathroom door and peer out. Jack is nowhere in sight. I walk out in the red nightie and glance at myself in the full length mirror. Not bad, I think. Better take a long last look Sue Hudson, so you can remember what you look like. In nine months this is what you want to look like again.
Just then Jack enters the room. I can see him in the mirror. I wait for him to see me. When he does, he stops and gapes, then grins like a wide-eyed school boy just learning to ride his bike. Where did that thought come from, I wonder. I touch my tummy, never taking my eyes off Jack’s reflection in the mirror, and think they must be boys for surely I’m looking at a preview of what they will look like at age six.
I slowly turn around to face Jack. His expression has subtly changed to one of ogling suggestively. We just stand there, Jack ogling and me questioning. I am reminded of another time, the day before my last day with the team before almost moving to New York, when I waited for him to say something, although at that time he was definitely not ogling. Finally, he speaks “Wow! You look nice!” and slowly starts walking towards me.
To someone else those words may not seem very romantic. But to me they are the most perfect words he could say. They bring tears to my eyes as I remember another time when he said them. After we were engaged he told me that, at the time, those words were his way of telling me I looked beautiful. Of course, now he tells me how beautiful I am quite frequently; but when he uses those four little words, it is his way of making it extra special for me.
Suddenly we are in each other’s arms, a fury of passion aroused in both of us. He smothers me in kisses and I return the torture. It is exquisite and does not subside until we are completely spent. We lay as one until our breathing returns to somewhat normal. We didn’t even make it to the bed, but are on the floor. Jack looks around and finds my nightie. As he picks it up and slowly slips it over my head, he says “Did I tell you that you look stunning in this?” “No, you said I look ‘beautiful’; and, then you showed me” I say, smiling contentedly, thinking now is the time, the Perfect Time.
“I want to give you your Valentine surprise now, Jack” I go on. “Not just yet”, he says, “there’s something I need to do first.” “What?” I ask. With that he scoops me up into his arms and heads towards the sitting room. “Wait” I whisper in his ear. He looks at me questioningly. “I have to get your gift from my purse” I tell him. “Where’s your purse?” he asks. “In the closet” I respond. He carries me into the closet and looks around for my purse, then looks back at me grinning and says “You know we ought to try the closet out.” I give him a tender nibble on his ear and tell him “just get my purse you 300 pound weight lifter and get me to the sitting room.” He leans down so I can pick up my purse and then heads straight for the sitting room.
I lay my head on his chest, snuggling up in his arms, as he carries me across the bedroom. I’m thinking he won’t be able to do this much longer and sigh with regret. He stops and asks with concern “what’s wrong, honey?” “Oh, nothing” I say, smiling contentedly, and he continues on across the bedroom. I whisper into his ear, “can’t a pregnant girl sigh around you without you thinking there’s something wrong?” and start to nibble on his ear. He stops again and looks down at me with those luscious eyes and says threateningly “if you want to get out of this bedroom you had better stop nibbling on my ear.” “Yes sir” as I snuggle closer to him, closing my eyes and basking in his strength.
As he enters the sitting room my senses reel with the smell and my eyes fly open. Flowers, red roses, are everywhere; there must be at least 10 dozen. I am shocked beyond words and immediately begin to cry. He knows they are tears of happiness. I kiss him passionately and whisper “I love you. Thank you.” I can see he is filled with emotion too and having trouble talking.
Finally he is able to speak and says hoarsely “I love you with all my heart and soul Sue Thomas Hudson. You are my sun, moon and stars. My world revolves around you. I will love you with as much passion when we are old and gray. And I love this baby that we have created. I don’t care if it be boy or girl, and all the babies to come later. You and it, them, make me complete. I just want you to know what I am thinking at this moment as I look into your beautiful eyes, see your lovely body, especially in that red nightie. I know we have a great sex life and because of that I probably don’t tell you as often as I should how much you mean to me. Well, tonight I wanted to tell you. I weep shamelessly in his arms and feel his tears on my shoulders as he, too, is overcome with emotion.
Lynn
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Aww....so sweet! 
Ok, here is the last post, unless I can write an epilogue in the next 20 min.
Chapter 9
At some point he walks over to a chair by the fireplace and sits down. He holds me until my weeping subsides then tenderly lifts my chin up to face him and wipes the tears from my face. I smile shyly, and say softly “you don’t have to wait for the babies to come later. Oh,” I exclaim, “I didn’t mean to say it like that, I mean, I didn’t mean to say it at all, I was supposed to let you see it”. He has a puzzled look on his face and says “what are you talking about Sue?” Realizing I have just let the cat-out-of-the-bag, I feel this grin spreading across my face and I’m thinking, this can’t be happening; this is the same childish grin he had on his face when he looked at me in the mirror.
He asks again, sensing, I think, something momentous is about to happen, “What do you mean by ‘you don’t have to wait for the babies to come later’ Sue?” I stare into those beautiful brown eyes and say “There are two…as in plural…babies.” He jumps out of the chair, dumping me on the floor. I begin to laugh hysterically. He just stands there, immobilized, and stares at me as though he thinks I have lost my mind and gone mad. His expression is priceless, a range of emotions beginning with concentration on what I have just said, to comprehension, shock, surprise, and amazement. Finally, it sinks in, and his expressions change to happiness, excitement, laughter and ending with desire.
It is at this point he realizes he has just thrown the mother of his twins on the floor and my hysteria could be the result of being injured. He drops down and scoops me back up into his arms and sits down saying solicitously “Are you hurt? From falling on the floor?” “I don’t think I fell,” I say, beginning to laugh again, “more like dumped” laughing until tears comes to my eyes. He just sits there stoically, waiting for my laughter to subside. “Your expression was priceless, just priceless” I manage between laughs. When my laughter finally subsides I continuing mischievously “I can’t wait until our children are old enough to hear about their father’s Valentine Surprise.” He smiles sheepishly and shrugs his shoulders, saying “Well, you have to admit, that was quite an announcement. It’s a wonder I didn’t have a heart attack the way you sprung it on me. Care to fill me on the details now?” he ends, broadening his smile, eyes twinkling.
I stand up, looking around for my purse. As my eyes circle the room I suddenly remember Jack doesn’t know we’re having dinner in our room. Retrieving my purse from where I dropped it I climb back onto Jack’s lap and tell him “I arranged for dinner to be delivered to our room at 9 PM.” He glances at his watch and notes the time is now 8:15 PM. “Not much time to make ourselves presentable” he says. “Enough” I say, smiling. I reach into my purse and pull out my little gift. When I look up there are tears welled up in his eyes and they begin to fall down his cheek. I kiss them away and ask softly, “what’s the matter?” and wait for his release of emotion to end, kissing and licking the tears away as fast as they fall. Finally, he utters a small laugh and says huskily “keep it up Hudson and it will take all night for me to find out the details.” “I assume you will fill me in on the reason for your tears later?” I ask tenderly. “Yes” in that husky voice, after you fill me in on the details.”
I begin, “I made an appointment with the doctor and at first, I didn’t want to tell you about it because I knew as busy as you’ve been you wouldn’t be able to go. But then, the case load slacked off and I figured you could go, so I was going to tell you Monday night. When you came home and said you had a meeting with the AD Tuesday morning, it was back to you couldn’t go again. I figured no sense in telling you if you couldn’t go. I would just wait to tell you Tuesday night. Well, after the doctor examined me, he asked me to confirm the date of my last period, because he thought the nurse had written it down wrong on my chart. When I told him, he said ‘are you sure’? I said yes and asked why? He said that I had gained 10 pounds since my last checkup three months ago and when he examined me the uterus was larger than he expected based on my last period date; therefore, he thought I was farther along than just two months. It was then he decided to do a sonogram. That’s what my gift is, the sonogram picture.
Jack tore open the gift, first setting the little tennis shoes gently in my lap, and removed the picture frame from the box. He stared at the picture, and then began identifying the face, arms and legs of one of the babies. Finally he said, “oh, I see a third leg. Is that what he’s basing the twins on?” I said “That, and there is a tiny outline shadow along the head of twin #1. That shadow is twin #2. It was only after seeing the third leg that he looked closer. If #2 hadn’t had its leg stuck up in the air, he might have missed the shadow.” Jack looked at the picture tenderly and my heart soared, once again, with love for him.
I continued, “When he told me I was carrying twins, and that explained the large weight gain and size of the uterus, I couldn’t believe it. My first thought was ‘why didn’t I have Jack here with me?’ The doctor was very gentle and told me it was alright to cry, that was normal. After I stopped crying, he asked me if there were multiple births in either of our families. I told there were none in my family and I didn’t think there were any in yours, as you had never mentioned it.
By the time I left the doctor’s office I was excited. I knew I had to tell you in a very special way and since we had this trip planned I knew I wanted it to be my Valentine’s surprise. I stopped at the store and bought the picture frame on the way back to the office. I had bought the little tennis shoe booties a couple of weeks ago, when I saw them in the window of the maternity shop on M street. I knew I wanted to use them as a ‘bow’. But since I didn’t know we were having twins at the time, we’ll have to get another pair, only a different color. I don’t want them to dress alike. I want them to be independent. How do you feel about that?” “About them being independent? Jack asked. I nodded my head yes. Grinning, he continued “I think that’s a good idea; independent, like their mother.”
With that, he reaches down behind the chair and pulls out a little gift bag, no higher than six inches and hands it to me saying, This is my little gift to you for Valentine’s day.” “Besides the flowers,” I remark, smiling shyly. He returns the smile with “Yes, besides the flowers.” I reach down into the bag and pull out a small wrapped package. I unwrap the package very slowly, savoring this moment, as I know it is about to become a very special memory. I take the last bit of paper off and burst into tears.
Jack hooks my chin with his palm and raises my face to read his lips. He smiles and says huskily, “We are soul mates Sue. We even think alike. Sometimes its scary the way we know what the other wants.” He is remembering the hockey jerseys we gave each other our first Christmas. He pulls me to him and lets his tears of emotion fall once more down my back. We embrace until our emotions are spent, Jack recovering before me. Sometime later, he picks me up and carries me back to the bedroom, laying me on top of the covers.
He gingerly takes the two little pairs of tennis shoes, one red, one green, out of my hands and gently strokes them. Setting them on the bedside table he glances at the clock and sets the alarm for 30 minutes. “Just enough time to rest, my darling, until dinner arrives” and climbs onto the bed beside me. He gently lifts up my nightie and tenderly kisses my tummy. “Hello little ones, this is your daddy speaking. I want you to know that your mommy and daddy love you very much and we can’t wait for you to arrive. In the meantime, you take it easy on your mommy. She is a gentle soul and the love of my life and you will always treat her with respect.” With that, he envelopes me in his arms, stroking my back, blowing softly in my ear, his special way of telling me he loves me when I can't see his lips.
THE END
Lynn
Chapter 9
At some point he walks over to a chair by the fireplace and sits down. He holds me until my weeping subsides then tenderly lifts my chin up to face him and wipes the tears from my face. I smile shyly, and say softly “you don’t have to wait for the babies to come later. Oh,” I exclaim, “I didn’t mean to say it like that, I mean, I didn’t mean to say it at all, I was supposed to let you see it”. He has a puzzled look on his face and says “what are you talking about Sue?” Realizing I have just let the cat-out-of-the-bag, I feel this grin spreading across my face and I’m thinking, this can’t be happening; this is the same childish grin he had on his face when he looked at me in the mirror.
He asks again, sensing, I think, something momentous is about to happen, “What do you mean by ‘you don’t have to wait for the babies to come later’ Sue?” I stare into those beautiful brown eyes and say “There are two…as in plural…babies.” He jumps out of the chair, dumping me on the floor. I begin to laugh hysterically. He just stands there, immobilized, and stares at me as though he thinks I have lost my mind and gone mad. His expression is priceless, a range of emotions beginning with concentration on what I have just said, to comprehension, shock, surprise, and amazement. Finally, it sinks in, and his expressions change to happiness, excitement, laughter and ending with desire.
It is at this point he realizes he has just thrown the mother of his twins on the floor and my hysteria could be the result of being injured. He drops down and scoops me back up into his arms and sits down saying solicitously “Are you hurt? From falling on the floor?” “I don’t think I fell,” I say, beginning to laugh again, “more like dumped” laughing until tears comes to my eyes. He just sits there stoically, waiting for my laughter to subside. “Your expression was priceless, just priceless” I manage between laughs. When my laughter finally subsides I continuing mischievously “I can’t wait until our children are old enough to hear about their father’s Valentine Surprise.” He smiles sheepishly and shrugs his shoulders, saying “Well, you have to admit, that was quite an announcement. It’s a wonder I didn’t have a heart attack the way you sprung it on me. Care to fill me on the details now?” he ends, broadening his smile, eyes twinkling.
I stand up, looking around for my purse. As my eyes circle the room I suddenly remember Jack doesn’t know we’re having dinner in our room. Retrieving my purse from where I dropped it I climb back onto Jack’s lap and tell him “I arranged for dinner to be delivered to our room at 9 PM.” He glances at his watch and notes the time is now 8:15 PM. “Not much time to make ourselves presentable” he says. “Enough” I say, smiling. I reach into my purse and pull out my little gift. When I look up there are tears welled up in his eyes and they begin to fall down his cheek. I kiss them away and ask softly, “what’s the matter?” and wait for his release of emotion to end, kissing and licking the tears away as fast as they fall. Finally, he utters a small laugh and says huskily “keep it up Hudson and it will take all night for me to find out the details.” “I assume you will fill me in on the reason for your tears later?” I ask tenderly. “Yes” in that husky voice, after you fill me in on the details.”
I begin, “I made an appointment with the doctor and at first, I didn’t want to tell you about it because I knew as busy as you’ve been you wouldn’t be able to go. But then, the case load slacked off and I figured you could go, so I was going to tell you Monday night. When you came home and said you had a meeting with the AD Tuesday morning, it was back to you couldn’t go again. I figured no sense in telling you if you couldn’t go. I would just wait to tell you Tuesday night. Well, after the doctor examined me, he asked me to confirm the date of my last period, because he thought the nurse had written it down wrong on my chart. When I told him, he said ‘are you sure’? I said yes and asked why? He said that I had gained 10 pounds since my last checkup three months ago and when he examined me the uterus was larger than he expected based on my last period date; therefore, he thought I was farther along than just two months. It was then he decided to do a sonogram. That’s what my gift is, the sonogram picture.
Jack tore open the gift, first setting the little tennis shoes gently in my lap, and removed the picture frame from the box. He stared at the picture, and then began identifying the face, arms and legs of one of the babies. Finally he said, “oh, I see a third leg. Is that what he’s basing the twins on?” I said “That, and there is a tiny outline shadow along the head of twin #1. That shadow is twin #2. It was only after seeing the third leg that he looked closer. If #2 hadn’t had its leg stuck up in the air, he might have missed the shadow.” Jack looked at the picture tenderly and my heart soared, once again, with love for him.
I continued, “When he told me I was carrying twins, and that explained the large weight gain and size of the uterus, I couldn’t believe it. My first thought was ‘why didn’t I have Jack here with me?’ The doctor was very gentle and told me it was alright to cry, that was normal. After I stopped crying, he asked me if there were multiple births in either of our families. I told there were none in my family and I didn’t think there were any in yours, as you had never mentioned it.
By the time I left the doctor’s office I was excited. I knew I had to tell you in a very special way and since we had this trip planned I knew I wanted it to be my Valentine’s surprise. I stopped at the store and bought the picture frame on the way back to the office. I had bought the little tennis shoe booties a couple of weeks ago, when I saw them in the window of the maternity shop on M street. I knew I wanted to use them as a ‘bow’. But since I didn’t know we were having twins at the time, we’ll have to get another pair, only a different color. I don’t want them to dress alike. I want them to be independent. How do you feel about that?” “About them being independent? Jack asked. I nodded my head yes. Grinning, he continued “I think that’s a good idea; independent, like their mother.”
With that, he reaches down behind the chair and pulls out a little gift bag, no higher than six inches and hands it to me saying, This is my little gift to you for Valentine’s day.” “Besides the flowers,” I remark, smiling shyly. He returns the smile with “Yes, besides the flowers.” I reach down into the bag and pull out a small wrapped package. I unwrap the package very slowly, savoring this moment, as I know it is about to become a very special memory. I take the last bit of paper off and burst into tears.
Jack hooks my chin with his palm and raises my face to read his lips. He smiles and says huskily, “We are soul mates Sue. We even think alike. Sometimes its scary the way we know what the other wants.” He is remembering the hockey jerseys we gave each other our first Christmas. He pulls me to him and lets his tears of emotion fall once more down my back. We embrace until our emotions are spent, Jack recovering before me. Sometime later, he picks me up and carries me back to the bedroom, laying me on top of the covers.
He gingerly takes the two little pairs of tennis shoes, one red, one green, out of my hands and gently strokes them. Setting them on the bedside table he glances at the clock and sets the alarm for 30 minutes. “Just enough time to rest, my darling, until dinner arrives” and climbs onto the bed beside me. He gently lifts up my nightie and tenderly kisses my tummy. “Hello little ones, this is your daddy speaking. I want you to know that your mommy and daddy love you very much and we can’t wait for you to arrive. In the meantime, you take it easy on your mommy. She is a gentle soul and the love of my life and you will always treat her with respect.” With that, he envelopes me in his arms, stroking my back, blowing softly in my ear, his special way of telling me he loves me when I can't see his lips.
THE END
Lynn
Even cuter...if you don't get your epilogue in before the deadline can you PM it to me?
QUOTE(theatrenut86 @ Feb 14 2007, 11:45 PM) 
Even cuter...if you don't get your epilogue in before the deadline can you PM it to me? Sure, it looks like I won't have time. Only 6 min left. That ole "revision" bug reared it's ugly head again and made me add the last sentence, so be sure to read it. I can also add the epilogue after it's posted to finished stories.
Lynn
They both got little booties 
Beautiful story, Lynn
Beautiful story, Lynn
Can anyone tell me how long an epilogue should be? or how short? I started writing one but think I've written enough to start another story....continuing where this one leaves off. See what ya'll have done to me...now that I've started writing, my keyboard just won't shut up! 
It's urging me to try one with a case included. Let me know if I should continue this one with a case or change the time setting.
Thanks again for all your great comments. It has really encouraged me, which is what Starbuck said she created this site for. Thanks again Starbuck.
Lynn
It's urging me to try one with a case included. Let me know if I should continue this one with a case or change the time setting.
Thanks again for all your great comments. It has really encouraged me, which is what Starbuck said she created this site for. Thanks again Starbuck.
Lynn
WOW.....I love Jack's convo with his little ones...
~laura michelle~
~laura michelle~
A Perfect story to begin my day
oh so sweet they realy are soul mates loved it with the booties at least
they have the 2 pair please epilouge if you can
please
Lin
That was positively delicious! I'm sorry I couldn't stay awake long enough to read it as it was being posted. I loved the passion and love and tenderness...Jack's reaction was priceless. You've done a wonderful job with this...congrats on getting it finished in time as well.
kav
kav
A beautiful story! Thanks for sharing it with us!
Lynne, you did a truly wonderful job on this story!! It's beautiful from start to finish!!!
I think you should maybe do a sequel!! There are going to be a lot of special moments for our favorite couple in the next seven months, and beyond!!!
Thanks for sharing!!
Joy
I think you should maybe do a sequel!! There are going to be a lot of special moments for our favorite couple in the next seven months, and beyond!!!
Thanks for sharing!!
Joy
so much to catch up with and it was wonderful 
cath
cath
A beautiful Valentine's Day story! I really enjoyed it.
Thankyou!!
Thankyou!!
What a romantic story you crafted. Thank you for sharing it.
If you sequel... you won't have to epilogue....
but if you epilogue... why not just post it in 'Missing scenes' ? since Holiday challenges stay right here in this section for all to enjoy?
You wouldn't get the chance to add it in a finished file.
**Trust me... it's something I think about every time I add to my continuing saga.... do I want it to be in the finished file or in a challenge section. Eventually I just figure maybe someone will read it in a challenge section and go back and find them all.... LOL **
I really enjoyed this
. It was perfect.I'm glad you've got the 'writing bug' because I love
reading what you're writing.
hit me with a sequel. I'm all eyes.
thanks for sharing your talent.
Beautiful!!!
Em
Em
A really lovely, sweet story. You did a great job!
Donna
Donna
Okay, if anyone comes back here looking for my epilogue, I've decided to put it in MSV&F (Missing Scenes, Vignettes...). See red text below I don't know if I'll have it ready to post this evening. If not, I'll post it tomorrow. Like the rest of the story,it just seems to want to go on and on and on..... 
I'm going to call it Valentine Surprise Epilogue.
Thanks again to everyone for all your great comments, encouragement, assistance in posting and feedback. You have made this a wonderful, exciting adventure in the saga, get-Lynn-out-of-her-box. Now, if only it could be as romantic as Kav getting Jack out of his box
Lynn
2/17/07 -
Well, it looks like I goofed.
I've posted my epilogue in the wrong forum. I've asked Suesfan to move it to Beginner's Corner, so if you go looking for it in the future, look there. I'm a by-the-book-kind-of-gal (just like Jack); so, I'm aghast, 
embarrassed, etc. I'll blame it on the late hour posting epilogue post #1 and #2 early this morning and this nasty head and chest cold I've got. 
Thanks again for all your great comments. I'll add epilogue post #3 after it is moved.
Lynn
I'm going to call it Valentine Surprise Epilogue.Thanks again to everyone for all your great comments, encouragement, assistance in posting and feedback. You have made this a wonderful, exciting adventure in the saga, get-Lynn-out-of-her-box. Now, if only it could be as romantic as Kav getting Jack out of his box
Lynn
2/17/07 -
Well, it looks like I goofed.
I've posted my epilogue in the wrong forum. I've asked Suesfan to move it to Beginner's Corner, so if you go looking for it in the future, look there. I'm a by-the-book-kind-of-gal (just like Jack); so, I'm aghast, embarrassed, etc. I'll blame it on the late hour posting epilogue post #1 and #2 early this morning and this nasty head and chest cold I've got. Thanks again for all your great comments. I'll add epilogue post #3 after it is moved.
Lynn
Very lovely story to read!!! Am definately going to read the sequal and since I'm half a twin as well, I love reading this even more 
and since I'm half a twin as well, I love reading this even more
That was so beautiful I love it
kammy
kammy
Aww so sweet.
Wow twins!
Lol jack dumped her after learning they were having twins...the team/kids will never let jack live it down.
Wow twins!
Lol jack dumped her after learning they were having twins...the team/kids will never let jack live it down.
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