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One would think...after telling him his own mother wasn’t invited to their wedding, he would take the hint Isabelle would not want that cruel woman around. Especially now...she just told him a few weeks ago she was pregnant with their second child. Wales never failing to aide in the conception of their children. Isabelle was delighted to find out she was pregnant again, and so was Sam, because this time? Things would be different, she wasn’t scared anymore. She didn’t run away, she didn’t hide, and most importantly? She didn’t tell his mother! After all of the horrible things that woman said to her and in regards to her unborn daughter, Isabelle swore she would never see that vile woman again. So imagine Isabelle’s surprise when she walked in to her home, to see Grace and Sam sitting next to that evil step-mother. Since Grace was little...she had a relationship with Sam’s mom for his sake. They hadn’t been a couple, she couldn’t tell him to keep their daughter from the woman who told her to abort her... But now? She was Sam’s wife, and Isabelle was not going to have this woman around for their second child, it wasn’t going to happen. Not while she was still living, and the woman was brave enough to greet Isabelle and the pregnant blonde simply snapped. Walking over, her blue eyes were cold and she stared directly at Samuel’s mother. “Get the hell out of my house, now.” Isabelle growled, and Grace’s eyes widened as her mother used such foul language. Looking over at her husband, she shook her head at him. “Get her out of here, now, Sam.” Isabelle looked over his mother and she reached for Grace, and the little girl came right away. “Honey..” Isabelle’s voice was much softer. “Why don’t you go outside and play? I’ll bring some snacks out..” Looking at her daughter running off, Isabelle spoke up the moment Grace was out of ear-shot. “If you ever come in my house again...it will not end well for you. Do you understand? This is my family, they are my family, and I will not let you try and ruin it again..” Clearly there was history here, history Sam still did not know about to this day...but it seems she would have to tell him once this woman left. “You’re not going to be in her life, or mine...and the fact you have enough nerve to be here now...it really shows me that you’re nothing but a snake...so gather your things, and leave.” With that, Isabelle walked away, knowing she would have to explain to Sam...and the poor pregnant girl felt like a teenager again...and she just hoped Sam wouldn’t hate her for this. 

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Coming back from Wales...well things had been so good. Until his mom got a-hold of her and the woman she once considered her second mom became nothing but a bitch. What made matters worse was coming back to the states? Coming home? Isabelle had been so sick, and she used that sickness as an excuse to have space from Sam because well...she didn’t want to ruin his life. He had built so many things up and so...she lied to him. She told him that she didn’t love him...that they weren’t good for one another, and what happened in Wales and everything they said, it didn’t matter. They were home now, they had lives to live...things were different, and it killed her to say those horrible things to the man she loved. But seeing his mom so upset...hearing all the vile things she thought about herself on the daily being thrown into her face? It sent Isabelle back to that dark mind-set, but she didn’t drink... she threw away all of her pills. She was too sick to even consider alcohol...god why was she so sick? They’d only been gone for what..a month? More like three. Three months of lovemaking and soft words...however one thing was missing those three months and when Isabelle finally figured it all out...well it was too late. She thought her and Sam’s bridges were too burned to be re-built. How would her best-friend react to knowing he was going to be a father? Should she even tell him? Well, that’s how she wound up here. 

   It was after lunch had been called and Isabelle knew Samuel wouldn’t be in his office. She planned it entirely so she could fool herself into believing she had tried, and failed. She would...raise the baby by herself and tell her parents it was some guys she met in LA....no, Florida, no... Wales? Fuck! Oh no, shit, crap! no! Sorry little baby.. Regardless, being here in his office, it was...a stupid idea. It was beyond stupid...so she walked out. She shouldn’t ruin his life, she wouldn’t. She couldn’t. She made a promise to herself, this was just a moment of...who the fuck is that? Isabelle stood still in the hallway as she watched Sam walking with...some woman...and they were talking and Sam was smiling. Wait -- Sam only ever smile at her that way...what the...what...oh fuck he’s coming shit! Turn and walk really fast...yes perfect. Until she heard the age old.. Isabelle? 

Fucking...fuck.. oh shit, baby, right, sorry, turning around her blue eyes focused on a confused face and her heart ached. Don’t ruin it, don’t ruin it.. “Oh, wow, Sam? You, uh, you work here?” Isabelle put on faux surprise. “Wow, small world, huh, it was good to see you but I um, need to go.” 

Isabelle was relaxing in the bathtub, her baby bump concealed beneath the mountain of bubbles and she found herself extremely relaxed. She’d been suffering from a backache all day and the young blonde couldn’t help but to need a few moments to herself. However when she heard someone fumbling around in her apartment.. Isabelle sat up and listened carefully. She wasn’t expecting Samuel to come bursting into her bathroom with an overnight bag and he looked frantic.. Oh... Oh no. “Sam..” Isabelle whispered softly as she studied her best-friend who was also soon to be the father of her baby. Isabelle gathered up the bubbles in an attempt to hide her naked body as she frowned at him. Yes, okay, she was nine months along and her due date was in about two weeks. Yes, she had a couple false alarms...it was normal. 

“What..um...why are you here?” Isabelle asked him quietly, things weren’t like they had been before. Things changed between them ever since Wales...and when she couldn’t give him the love he wanted he had turned his back on her, only for her to find out about the baby, a little girl, and well, here they were. “Why do you have your suitcase...what’s going on?”

The next morning was blissful.. Isabelle awoke to see Samuel’s sleeping face and their naked bodies were wrapped around one another. However as she heard something rustling around in his bedroom.. She saw a large white bird on top of their clothes...and all it did was flap it’s wings at her and Isabelle started screaming. She scrambled off of Sam’s mattress and she landed on her bottom on the floor and the fucking bird squeaked or whatever sound it made and it began flying around and Isabelle screamed more. “Sam! There’s a fucking bird in here!” She immediately grabbed the sheet and covered her head with it. 

Sex...Isabelle couldn’t think of anything else! Ever since she and Sam discovered that she could cum more than once while having sex with him...they’d been addicted to one another. They came super close to being caught the other day when his mom came home early! He had been pounding away into her in his bedroom, door locked.. and Isabelle started cumming only for Samuel to clamp his hand around her mouth, fear in both of their eyes as they heard his moms voice travel up the stairs, announcing she was home and going to make dinner. Suffice enough to say, Isabelle never wanted to cum around Sam’s cock again while listening to his mom ask him if he wanted Mac n Cheese.. 

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Isabelle thought romance was...silly? She never really got to experience it, sure she went on a couple of dates but she had Sammy...and it felt like cheating even if it wasn’t. So she was staying away from other guys and just spending her time with Sam. After all, this was their last year together, next year they would be at college and everything was going to be a mess. The idea of being without him actually made her wonder if she shouldn’t go. But Isabelle chose not to dwell on that considering she and Sam were still here, together. That just made every moment more precious between the two teenagers. Her parents were gone for the night, going out to celebrate their own Valentine’s Day...so Sammy was coming over and Isabelle had a surprise. She stole a bottle of Champagne form her parents alcohol cellar, and the blonde was quite proud of herself for it. She decorated her bedroom in rose petals from her mother’s garden and she took some allowance money to buy some baby pink lingerie. It was stupid, and she knew that, but she wanted this to be kind of special for them? Maybe she had been watching too many Lifetime movies but hey, it didn’t really matter. All that mattered was that Sam was coming to spend the night with her, again. 

Hearing the doorbell, Isabelle ran downstairs in the little red dress she’d bought at Forever 21. Answering it she smiled at her handsome...friend. “Hey...my parents just left and I ordered take-out.” She tugged him in by the hand and smile sweetly at him.