Babes Stripping For Love

Being with Rocco had been great. Dee loved him. She had always been happy with him. But that Saturday afternoon in front of Rocco’s parents’ house, Dee was on the verge of panic. She was pregnant and involved with two men. What would Rocco’s parents think of her?

“Dee, are you okay? You look pale?” Rocco asked from the passenger seat while Rockford parked his shiny new black SUV that he got from his new employment. She could see Rockford’s smug smile from the rearview mirror as if he knew exactly why she was nervous.

“Everything will be okay, Dee. They’re the perfect set of parents and they know about our triad. It’ll be only time until one of us puts a baby in you.” Dee huffed and rested her back on her seat, her cute pout made the big man laugh even louder.

As soon as Rockford proposed, Dee had been in a happy bliss. She was cherished by her two men. But in a matter of minutes, they were going to enter Rocco’s family house. This was day three after Rockford had asked her and Rocco to be his forever and after Dee told them that she was pregnant. Not Rocco and even Rockford asked who she thought the baby daddy was, both of them were just happy that they were having one.

Now her insecurities were clawing her insides and she was actually worried. She had a bad past, though Rocco knew, Dee was secretly still waiting when one day, he too would kick her out.

She grew up in foster care, her parents were a junkie. Dee entered foster care the day her parents got busted for possession. Since then, Dee never saw her parents and she never looked for them. When she grew out of the system, Dee was on the street, though not for long. Dee had always been beautiful, she bounced from boyfriend to boyfriend until she found Rocco. It was a few weeks after she was kicked out of her last one when they all had had enough of her. The cycle always repeats and since she first moved in with Rocco, she had secretly waited for the day he was going to be done with her.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

But now, there’s Rockford. Her brain was telling her that she was okay, that she was finally settling down with the people she loved the most, and now they’re having a baby. This should be the happy ending she was waiting for, but feeling the happy bliss and waiting to meet Rocco’s parents was a whole different ball game. Dee’s anxiety was over the charts and her palms were sweating when both men got out of the car.

“Come on, Dee, you know Mom will be happy to hear both news. You need to stop yourself from overthinking this.” Rocco helped her out of the car. Dee was eight weeks pregnant, she was barely showing it. But her hand still went to her tummy and it made Rocco smile softly and kiss her temple lovingly.

“Rocco is right, and… you look beautiful, do you know pregnant women glow, yeah… I read about this online,” Rockford once again made her laugh, their man had been a little obsessed with her being pregnant. Whenever she saw him, he was browsing his phone for some pregnancy facts. It was too adorable and it made Dee settle down a few times she felt panic rising every now and then.

“Boys, why are you keeping Dee under the sun? Come in, lunch is ready and Dad is getting hungry. You guys are late.” She opened her arms when Dee was a couple of steps away from her. “Wait, there’s something different about you.” Mom muttered as she held Dee at arm’s length and scanned her from head to toe. Then, she stopped when she saw the ring. “Oh. My. God…” Her smile grew even wider when she saw Rockford’s and lastly her Son’s ring finger. “Tell me who proposed? Wait, come inside and let me get Dad.”

Mom stepped into the house, her hands wrapped around Dee’s arm.

“Warren! Get that cute ass of yours here, the kids have important things to share with us.”

Yeah, Dee was still amazed that Rocco’s parents had adopted Rockford into their fold. There was no hesitation from Mom and she pushed him to call him mom, though he still resisted.

“You. Young man, are going to finally call me Mom!” She scolded Rockford and the big guy grinned and nodded. Mom got all of them into the living room until Dad showed up, still wearing his smeared shirt from the studio, though his hands were clean. And each of them got his hug anyway.

“So, tell me who proposed?” She looked at Rocco but then darted her eyes at Rockford after glancing at Dee for a couple of seconds.

“Yes, it was me. I loved them. I just got a promotion and feel like I’d finally be able to support them and our children. They’re my life, my future.” Rockford explained while Mom was teary and Dad wrapped a hand around her shoulder.

“Children?” Mom looked at the three of them with her curious eyes.

“Yes, Dee is pregnant.” Dee heard Rocco tell his parents and she was getting ready to be scolded for being pregnant before they were even married. But Mom pulled her in for a tight hug and her husband joined in.

“Dee… I know you’d be the one, and now I have two sons and a grandbaby on the way. You made us so happy.” Mom pulled Rockford into their group hug and then added Rocco. Their group hug was interrupted by the oven timer and Mom retreated back to the kitchen followed by Dee, a few steps behind her.

“Tell me have you given a thought about the wedding reception?”

“Aren’t you going to ask me who will be legally married in our triad?” She waved her hand and dismissed her question. “I know you love both of them equally and the boys adored you. From the last couple of meals we had together, I could see how much Rocco and Rockford love each other. I’ve seen triad couples over the years. I could tell which triad would work and which would most likely crumble. Seeing the three of you together, I know all of you will have a bright future together.”

Her words made Dee all teary. “I’m sorry. It’s the pregnancy hormones.”

“Sit, I’ll make you some tea. It used to relax me when I had Rocco that boy never gave me morning sickness but my emotions were all over the place.”

“No morning sickness too, but maybe it’s still early.”

Mom shrugged and told her it didn’t matter as long as Dee was healthy.

“So tell me, how’s Rocco?”

“You know?” Dee didn’t know how, but his Mom always knew every time something was a bit off with Rocco.

“Call it a mother’s intuition. You’ll have one of those with your children too.”

Dee giggled telling her that she was going to concentrate on the one that they were expecting before thinking of another one.

“Well, with two men loving you, it’ll be only time until your little family grows. And I can’t wait to hold them in my arms. I was disappointed when I couldn’t have another child after Rocco, I had complications after giving birth to my boy and it’s just the three of us until now. So now I’m ecstatic that you’re going to expand our family, Dee. We’re going to be the best grandparents to your little angels.”

Dee was crying now and Mom giggled, pulling her into her hug. “There… cry it out, you’re going to send my boys for daily runs of tissues for your tears. It’s good though. Better for the soul. Balancing out the happy excited side and the sad emotional side of you.” Mom kissed Dee’s forehead and told her to drink her tea.

“Rocco has been struggling since Rockford got the new job. It was a good one, but dangerous, and Rocco was not comfortable no matter how badass our Rockford was. A few days ago he said he was going to make everything right because I told him to. Because we’re having a baby and I need my men to be there for us. So now Rockford and I, both are keeping an eye on Rocco.”

“That is all I’m asking, PTSD is never easy on anyone. All we can do is support him. We’d never know what’s going on in his mind.” Mom told Dee, as she put her hand on top of hers.

“Come on, enough with the serious talk and fetch my boys to help me plate the dishes. For the next seven months, you’re going to be pampered. I will train my boys on how to…”

“On it Mom,” Rockford interrupted then he was to her side and kissed Mom’s temple. Dee watched as Mom’s eyes were getting glassy. It was the first time Rockford called her Mom, after weeks of her repeatedly telling him to call her mom.

“Yeah, he’s been scoring points with Dee for learning everything about pregnancy and what to expect.” Rocco rolled his eyes when Rockford pulled him by the waist and pecked his forehead.

“My sons, I love both of you. Stop bickering and cherish the baby mamma.”

With Mom’s wisdom, Dee smiled at her two men and she wondered if she would ever get used to their affection. Again, maybe it’s the pregnancy hormones. But still…