Chapter Three - Desperately Trying To Erase The Memory
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Chapter Three – Desperately Trying to Erase the Memory.
As Woof sat in the hospital waiting room, Vicky sat next to him, as Tank and Cigs went to the vending machines to buy them some food.
“So, how long will it take?” Woof asked Vicky
“As long as it does, you can never put a time on labour” Vicky smiled
Jessica walked past the seats, and Woof watched as her hips swayed, gone was the jacket, and he could finally see she had the perfect rack on her. He let out a slow whistle as Vicky followed his eyes and shook her head with a low laugh.
“Someone caught your eye?” Vicky grinned at Woof
“I would definitely give her one” Woof commented, whilst still watching Jessica as she spoke with hospital staff, before picking up her mobile phone and talking into it.
Tank and Cigs arrived back with arms full of crisps and chocolate, along with bottles of water.
“Not quite the food we were going to get at the palace, but it will do” Tank said with a shrug before dumping it all down on the table in front of them Cigs sat at the other side of Woof handing him a bottle of water.
“Could only happen to you mate” Cigs laughed.
“Damn right, I dropped Grace and Alan off at the hotel, I bet half of Wylam know what happened by now” Woof chuckled.
“Oh, my word, when she said to Prince Charles about her friend’s, friend’s, friend’s son marrying an American, seriously, I nearly laughed out loud” Vicky giggled shaking her head
“Funniest bit was her trail of feathers she left where she walked” Tank said, placing his arm around Vicky and smiling at his wife.
“Did you see, as he tried to shake his foot to get rid of the amniotic fluid and the feather that was stuck on it?” Cigs started to laugh.
“f*****g hell man, you can take us somewhere once” Woof laughed
“But no fucker ever wants us to go back” Cigs and Tank said together, their old mantra when leaving a successful operation overseas.
Chuckling together, they watched as Izzy walked into the waiting room.
“Hey” she offered them all a smile
“So, Kyla is stressing that she has nothing with her, but being married to one of you lot, Kermit was prepared, apparently there is a couple of bags full of baby stuff and things for Kyla in the back of his Alfa can you go get them for her please Cigs?” Izzy smiled as Cigs nodded, then took hold of his wife and kissed her on the nose.
“How is she doing?” Vicky asked
“Threatening to chop Kermit’s d**k off, she is almost ready to push” Izzy giggled.
“Poor Kermit, f*****g hell, this is why I would never do a relationship, having your bits threatened, not cool” Woof sighed out with a chuckle
“How is he doing Izzy?” Tank asked
“Fine, taking it all in his stride, well from his face, but you know you lot, you never can tell” Izzy giggled again.
“f**k it has to be hard for him, it must be like watching on, as your favourite pub burns down witnessing the only p***y you can have doing that” Woof shook his head and shivered slightly.
Feeling a sharp slap at the back of his head, Woof rubbed it, and glared at Vicky.
“behave” Vicky warned him.
“Tank, your wife abuses me” Woof complained like a child
“She abuses me mate, but I love it” Tank chuckled, pulling Vicky into his arms, partly to hold her because he loved his wife, and partly to stop her clipping Woof around the head again.
“Right well, if you can go get her stuff so she calms down a bit, I best head back in there” Izzy smiled, then gave Cigs another kiss before heading back into the delivery suit.
Cigs stood up, grabbing a snickers bar from the pile of sweets, and walking off with Kermit’s keys in his hand.
“Later’s” he shouted as he went, waving his hand behind him.
Jessica held in an exasperated sigh, as she listened to the prime minister waffle on and on about how this would take away from his media attention and speech about how grateful he was for his military.
“Prime minister, Sir, I have faith that Quinten can write you up a new speech, which will place you in a fantastic light” Jessica closed her eyes and pinched the top of her nose.
“hummm well, she could have waited” the PM groaned
“I don’t think she had a say in the matter, as you know with all your children, babies come when they come” Jessica gritted out, this man really was an i***t, popular with the country for his bumbling ways, yet still an i***t all the same.
“Well, I need you here to check the speech make sure it is politically sound, now have them tell you when the child is born so I can release a statement” the PM ordered
“Yes sir” Jessica sighed out, then placing the phone down, she sighed again, she just wanted this day over with and quickly.
Jess walked towards Woof, then motioning with her head for him to follow her he stood up, his eyes trailing the length of her. Her body hummed in response, it was like his gaze was leaving a trail of fire in their wake, and once again she clenched her thighs together, she needed to get laid and quick.
“I have to return to downing street, now, here is the number for my office, when the baby is born if you can ring me, so the prime minister can make his speech” Jess said, failing to keep her annoyance at this situation from her tone and handing him her business card.
As his fingers grazed across hers, both of them felt an electric reaction that shot from their fingers up their arms. Woof felt his d**k harden in his trousers once more, she was utterly gorgeous.
“Are you sure it is not you just wanting to give me your number?” Woof smirked at her
“Quite sure” Jess responded straightening her shoulders.
Woof smirked again, he could see the outline of her hardened n*****s through the fabric of her shirt and longed to put his finger and thumb on them and give them both a little tweak. He knew she felt the buzz and evident pull between them, and he wondered how far he could push it with her.
“You have to go now?” he asked his eyes locking with hers
Jess gulped slightly under his stare
“Yes” she all but whispered, cursing herself for being so weak.
“You sure you don’t have time for a quicky in a closet somewhere” Woof winked.
Jess closed her eyes momentarily, the thought of a quicky with him set her body aflame, but as much as she wanted to have him for a night, she would have to refuse, she needed to get back to Downing street.
“Quite sure, now if you can ring the office number, when the baby is born, then do you press stuff outside the hospital, have you got your medal?” Jess asked
“I have a few” Woof laughed, pointing to the rows of medals that spanned across his chest, that he had earned from his service.
“Well, I have to go” Jess said, moving herself away from Woof, but the freezing slightly as his hand gripped her hip and he bent down and whispered in her ear.
“See you soon Sexy”
Jess felt the heat rise on her cheeks, she was never so outwardly affected by men, they were a means to an end, but this man had her tied up in all sorts of knots and she needed to escape. When she did do him, she needed to be in full control, but as her body was acting as if she was some desperate, needy teenager on a first date, today was definitely not the day to give in to the utter temptation, as she may lose herself in him, and that was never going to be an option.
Walking away from the hospital Jess, took a deep breath before hailing a black cab, tonight she would get rid of this pent up s****l energy when she met up with her date, and then everything would return to normal, of that she was certain.
Woof chuckled, relishing in the absolute truth that his little Sexy Civil Servant wanted him, and he was determined to oblige, what he did not relish in was how his heart quickened as his fingers brushed hers, nor how the warmth from grabbing her hips washed over him, making him feel like she was home. Shaking his head slightly to get away from those f****d up thoughts, he walked back towards Vicky and Tank.
Vicky sat smirking at him.
“What?” he asked
“Nothing, not a damned thing” Vicky giggled before nudging Tank with her elbow as his brother laughed.
The three of them sat waiting, as Woof suddenly thought about Stan, he did not know, and would feel even more cast aside if nobody told him, so quickly picked up his phone.
“Got to ring Stan the Man” Woof said to Vicky
“Oh s**t, forgot” Vicky sighed out.
As the phone rang, Stan answered it, sounding more than a little breathless
“f**k Stan you dumped my big day to get some or what?” Woof chuckled down the phone
“erm, well, erm” Stan stammered.
Woof burst out laughing, he had hit the nail on the head, and if he was honest, he did not blame his friend one little bit.
“Well, just so you know, Kyla went into labour, whilst at the palace, popped her f*****g waters all over Prince Charles, it was epic mate, anyway we are all at the hospital waiting for baby frog to arrive” Woof laughed
“s**t, is she okay?” Stan asked, concerned about the girl who he loved like a sister
“Yeah, Izzy and Kermit are with her, she was embarrassed but hey it is one to tell her grandkids” Woof chuckled
“Yeah, I bet, look send her my love, and I want pictures of baby frog as soon as she arrives, she needs to know her favourite uncle loves her even if I am not there for her arrival” Stan chuckled
“f**k that, I am going to be her favourite Uncle, like I am with Matt and Leo” Woof laughed out
“Na, I recon she will love Uncle Stan the most” Stan quipped back
“We shall see, anyway will let you know as soon as she arrives, you get back on the job, you dirty old bastard” Woof chuckled
“Cheers Mate” Stan laughed before putting down the phone.
Vicky looked at Woof, her eyebrow raised
“So… I reckon he got lucky hence whey he did not come down,” Woof laughed.
Vicky shook her head, giggling and looked at Tank.
“Do you miss those days?” she teased, knowing only to well that her husband would not trade his life with her and their two little monsters for anything
“Nope, I have everything I want and need with you” Tank smiled
“f*****g hell, I literally felt bile in my throat, soppy bastards” Woof grinned at the pair of them.
Cigs walked back into the hospital, two large bergens filled to the brim. Vicky laughed
“Trust Kermit to bring the baby stuff in a Bergan” she laughed
“If this was just the emergency baby kit, God only knows what they have in the house?” Cigs said placing them on the floor before heading to the nurse’s reception desk.
“I have the kit for Kyla Henderson” he announced.
“smiling the nurse waked around the desk and grabbed hold of both bergens nearly buckling at the knees,
“Need a hand love?” Woof asked, jumping up, maybe hitting on this nurse would stop him day dreaming about the sexy civil servant, he never normally thought about women after they were out of his sight and it was starting to concern him slightly.
“No, no, I will just do one at a time” the nurse said, dropping one of the bags then grunting as she tried to walk.
“Nonsense, I will help” Woof said, taking the bergan with ease then bending over picking up the other from the floor and walked towards the delivery suite.
As the door opened, Woof froze, Kyla had her legs akimbo, baring down red in the face, her hair stuck to her head, as all sorts of stuff he never wanted to see again came out of her, including a head, a small, but perfectly formed head.
“Get out” Izzy hissed at him, and Woof shook his head, turning on his heal and nearly ran into the waiting room.
Looking up at Woof’s pale face Vicky raised an eyebrow, as he slumped into the chair.
“There was a full head coming out of her, along with a load of other gunky stuff, I never, ever, want to see that again!” Woof cried out in shock.
Tank and Cigs burst out laughing, as Vicky giggled
“Seriously, I am worried my c**k will never work again” Woof said, his normally expressionless eyes wide with shock.
“And the women of the world were saved” Cigs chuckled slapping his brother on the back, as Woof, blinked as he desperately tried to erase the memory.
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