The whole ride back we sat in silence, staring out the windshield of the car as we drove towards the cafe near the house. Once there, we got out and ordered our drinks, gripping each other's hands tightly as he moved towards the handoff plane. As we waited I chewed my thumbnail, staring at Reid's abnormally blank face. "You good?" I asked.

He turned to face me, narrowing his eyes for a quick second as he registered my words. When he did, he nodded his head, flashing me a tight lipped smile.

"Because I totally understand if you're not. Two kids is a big deal and obviously you only signed up for one so if it's okay if you wanna dip and pretend l-"

He pressed his lips against mine, running his thumb along my cheek as he steadied my face. The kiss itself was short and sweet, but immediately left me wanting more despite knowing how public we were.

"You couldn't get rid of me if you tried, Rafferty," he replied with a smirk.

I placed my hand on top of his and kissed him again. As I did, the barista called out my name, causing me to pull away and move towards the edge of the counter. I grabbed a pair of drinks, while Reid snuck in behind to grab the other one, placing his hand at the small of my back as we moved over to the condiment stand to grab our sugar.

"So, what's our plan of attack?" I asked as I poured everything in, watching closely as the white granules melted into the hot liquid. I reached for one the stir sticks and swirled it around, feeling my mouth water at the smell.

"Attack?" He questioned with a laugh.

I nodded. "Yeah, attack, like how are we doing this?"

"That's a pretty broad question, Isla." He reached for a couple of lids, handing one to me as he placed the other two on his and Luke's drinks.

"I know, but we haven't really talked about anything. I know we're busy with work and life, but with two of these on the way," I patted my stomach lightly, "things are only going to get more chaotic."

Both of us made our way out of the cafe in unison, sipping our drinks desperately as we hopped back into the car and got ready to go. Reid stuck his coffee in one of the cupholders, while he drove, occasionally reaching for it to take a sip when he was able to stop at a light. "We could move into my apartment," he suggested with a shrug. "It's not the biggest place in the world, but it'll do while you're still pregnant and give us time to sort things out once they arrive."

"I've never actually been to your place." I pointed out.

"Your's is nicer," he retorted.

"Then why don't we move into mine? Honestly, I was already planning on asking Luke anyway. You basically live there already anyway." I took a sip of my drink, eyeing him curiously as he let out a sigh.

"You sure he's okay with that?"

I scoffed. "Course he is. Luke's like the chillest dude on the planet. Plus, I'm pretty sure he's thinking about moving out anyway."

Reid raised his brow.

"I mean, okay, technically he hasn't decided yet, but his ex, Andy, suggested they move in together and we talked about it. He's not like, entirely set on the idea yet, but he's definitely thinking about it."

"I don't know," Reid sighed.

I leaned my elbow against the edge of the window, plopping my head into my palm as I let out a heavy breath. "Maybe we should just find our own place? I'm sure if I gave Luke enough notice he'd be fine with it."

"Is that what you want?"

I gave him a confused look. "What do you mean?"

He licked his bottom lip and averted his gaze. Almost immediately I saw his face start to redden, which made my confusion grown even more. "Are you sure that's what you want? I understand if you don't, I mean, honestly I really like the idea, but if you don't then that's cool too. We can totally figure something out..." As he rattled on I bit my lip, holding back a smile. "Maybe you can rent an apartment in my building? That way you're close, but still have your own space, you know?"

At that point I just laughed, reaching out to grip his shoulder. "Of course I wanna move in with you, dummy."

"You do?"

"Obviously." I rolled my eyes.

"Really?"

"Yes, Spencer, really. I mean, like I said before, you basically live at my house anyway, so it wouldn't really be much of a change. Sure, the environment would be different, but if means I get to be with you more I don't mind."

His cheeks, while already full of blush, seemed to grow hotter as he scanned the road in front of him. Without saying another word, he quickly pulled over to the side, nearly hitting the curb before he threw off his seatbelt and practically leapt on top of me. Before I could respond to what was happening, he pressed his lips against mine, quickening the pace at which he pushed his tongue between my lips. At that point I just melted into him, gripping the back of his neck as I pulled him closer. Despite knowing we were parked illegally, I kept on kissing, gripping the messy curls that grew just below his ears.

When he pulled away for air he breathed heavily, a large grin creeping across his face as he brushed some loose hair behind my ear. "God, you're beautiful. You're so beautiful. I don't tell you that enough, but you are."

I pressed my lips together, feeling my face grow hot. While he was definitely right; he didn't say it a lot, I knew deep down he felt that way. If he hadn't, we probably wouldn't be doing this.

He peppered a bunch of kisses across my face, gripping both sides as he pushed and pulled it towards his lips. As he did I just laughed, feeling my body weave to and fro as he mumbled about how beautiful I was and how much he loved me. Embarrassingly, I swatted him away, moving my face away from his lips, which fought for dominance. Eventually, despite my protests he pulled me back in, placing a couple of quick kisses to my neck, which tickled immensely. I laughed and shoved him off. "Spencer we have to go. Luke's drink is getting cold and we still have to get ready for dinner."

Even though I knew he wanted to keep going he gave in, leaning back in his seat. With a smile he moved back into traffic, giving the area a quick scan before continuing our way back to the house.

When we got back home he practically pulled me inside, smiling wide as he looped his arm around my waist and started pulling me down the stairs. Before he could though, Luke emerged from his room, a pair of headphones over his ears, as he gave us a small wave. He tore them off and walked over, raising his brow at Reid who was basically vibrating at this point. "How'd it go?"

"We're having twins!" Reid blurted.

Luke's expression changed from relaxed to almost terrified. As it did, I clenched my teeth together, giving him an awkward smile as I pushed his drink into the air towards him. "Surprise," I mumbled quietly.

"Twins?" He questioned desperately, taking the drink in his hand, giving it a quick glance.

"Yeah, you definitely heard that right," I responded with a sigh.

"Isn't that like really rare?"

Reid shook his head, tightening his grip on my waist. "Actually in the United States alone, the birthrate of twins raised seventy-six percent during the span of 1980 and 2009."

Luke glanced over at me. "So, no then."

I shook my head. "Apparently there's a lot of things that can attribute to producing twins."

"Like height," Reid added jokingly.

I rolled my eyes.

"So your tallness gave you twins?" Luke took a sip of his drink.

"Sure, why not." I shrugged.

After that Reid pulled the back of my shirt aggressively, causing me to give him an annoyed look. It was obvious now that he wanted to have sex, which definitely didn't bother me. As the realization formed in my brain I let out a heavy sigh and turned to Luke, informing him we had to head downstairs to get ready.

"Thanks for the drink." He raised it in the air as he slipped his headphones back on and stalked off.

I gave him a small smile before feeling Reid's impatient hand pull at my shirt again. When it did, I bit my lip, holding back a smirk as I lightly shoved him downwards, following closely behind him. "Who's the impatient one now?" I gripped his shoulder as I walked down the stairs, feeling his hand snake around my waist once I made to the bottom.

"Me, now hurry up and take your clothes off. We don't have a lot of time." He grabbed the coffee cup out of my hand and moved to set it on top of my dresser, along with his own. On his way back he started unbuttoning his shirt, staring at me longingly as I threw mine over my head.

"Jesus, you're pushy." I laughed and reached around my back to unhook my bra. As I did, he bit his lip, watching out of the corner of his eye as the fabric fell to the floor. After that I undid my jeans and shimmied them down my legs. Once they got to my feet I kicked them aside and reached for the waistband of my underwear, feeling his body move towards me.

He grabbed my hands, moving them to the back of his neck as he ushered us towards the bed. Once the back of my legs hit the edge of it, he pressed his lips against mine again, steadying our connection with one hand, while the other grabbed my breast. When he did, I let out a nervous squeal, as I reached for the zipper of his pants, which for some odd reason were still on. Awkwardly, I fumbled to get them off, feeling him laugh against my mouth as he released the hand from my breast to help. Together, we managed to pull them off without bodily harm, smiling as we reconnected properly.

At that point he fully pushed me onto the bed, gently falling on top of me. Hungrily, he moved his lips down the length of my chest, swirling his tongue in various shapes as he suckled each spot before moving to the next. As he did, I bit my lip, suppressing a quiet moan as I angled my head to watch. Something about seeing what he did to me made the whole experience that much better.

Reid glanced up in my direction, his eyebrows furrowing suggestively as he moved his mouth to my left nipple, working his way up the edge until he eventually hit the tip. Lightly, he placed a couple of kisses around it, teasing me as he brought his free hand to massage the other. As he ran his thumb along it, I let out a moan of frustration, reaching to grab his hair at an attempt to pull him closer. As much as I loved the teasing, right now was hardly the time.

He let out a low chuckle as he nibbled my breast, moving his other hand to my neck. Surprisingly, he grabbed it, tightening his grip on the sides as pushed himself upwards and hovered his face over mine. "It this okay?" He asked.

I nodded in response, smiling wide. For the longest time I'd been trying to convince him to be a bit rougher with me, even though I knew he wasn't into it. Like me, he liked the idea of being dominated, which was fine, because I was naturally an aggressive person. Lately though, I started feeling quite similar. Being the authoritative workaholic that I was, the idea of getting smacked around a little bit was kind of nice. Kind of like a way to get rid of the stress I carried. I remember when I first expressed this to Reid he was a little bit wary, unsure if he could pull off physically hurting me as a means of getting me off.

All those worries went away the second he tightened his grip again and moved to kiss me. Desperately, I grabbed his face, feeling the lack of oxygen make my mind dizzy. I held back an excited giggle as I felt his hand travel down to the fabric of my underwear. Slowly, he pushed his hand under the waistband and moved them down to my knees before grazing my inner thigh and pulling away. A smirk formed across his lips as he released my throat and grabbed my breast again, this time more aggressively.

"Spencer you're killing me here," I said between breaths. I brought one of my hands to my throat, feeling how warm it was. As much as I wanted him to do it again, I knew once was enough for him. At least for now.

He continued to look at me devilishly as he moved off of the bed. I stared at him in confusion as he did, propping myself on my elbows as I raised my brow.

"C'mere." He grabbed my legs and pulled me downwards so that my butt was at the edge. Without another word he pulled my underwear the rest of the way down, smiling as kneeled down and gently placed a couple of quick kisses to my inner thighs.

I closed my eyes at that point, throwing my head back in arousal and annoyance. "Spencer, please..."

He threw my legs over his shoulders and gripped my hips. "You have to learn patience."

"You were the one who said we had to hurry up!"

He ignored my arguing and placed a light kiss between my thighs, causing a shiver to run up my spine. After that he just went for it. He ran his tongue along my entrance, moving slowly at first, but eventually picking up the pace. As it did, I bit my lip, moving my hands to his hair again.

Not long after I felt him move his face away, causing me to frown and buck my hips upwards. While laughing, he moved his hand down to my centre, replacing his mouth with his fingers. Gently, he ran his digits along the outer edge of my folds, teasing me for a couple of moments before eventually slipping inside me. A small moan escaped my lips almost the exact second he entered. I tightened my legs around the sides of his neck in anticipation, causing him to peek over the edge of the bed and smile.

At this point, my impatient nature only grew, so instead of letting him continue I sat upwards and shoved his hand away. He looked at me in confusion, watching as I scooted towards the edge of the bed, moving my hands to the base of his neck as I let out a few heavy breaths. "Take off your underwear," I said sternly.

He stood up and did as I said, the smile on his lips only growing once he realized what was happening. Without missing a beat he grabbed his dick, running his hand along the length as I moved off the bed and turned around. As I pressed my palms onto the mattress I felt his hand at my side. Slowly, he leaned overtop of me, leaving a trail of kisses down my back as he reached around to grab my breast.

"Hurry up," I wined.

He chuckled as his hand traveled from my breast back to my throat. As he tightened his grip again he leaned forward, pressing his mouth to my ear. "Why are you so bad at listening?"

I went to respond, but before I could I felt him push himself inside me, causing me to moan and nearly fall over. Once inside, he gripped my hip with his free hand and started pumping. I gripped the sheets tightly and threw my head down, feeling his length quickly move inside me; building the pleasure between the two of us with each passing second. As he moved, I pushed myself into him, panting loudly as he tightened his grip on my throat again and continued his movements.

While he fucked me, I couldn't help, but smile, feeling the euphoria of his dick, along with the lack of oxygen. At one point I must've let out a giggle, because Reid started laughing in between breaths, pushing himself harder and faster until eventually both of us grew silent and started squirming. At this point, we were close to finishing, so instead of dragging it on I tightened myself around him, hearing him moan.

After a couple more aggressive movements, I felt him release, which for some reason just sent me over the edge. I bit my lip and closed my eyes, feeling his grip on my throat loosen. As it did, I let out a heavy breath, swallowing a couple of times as I tried to regain the feeling of normalcy.

Not long after he pulled out he gave my hip a light squeeze, taking a step away as he let out a deep breath. Once he was off of me, I stood up too, running my hands through my hair as I turned to face him, still smiling away.

"Hi." I said nervously. Even after everything we'd been through he still managed to make me nervous, especially after sex.

"Hi," he repeated back.

"That was, uh," I cleared my throat, bringing my hand to rub it as I raised my brow, "nice."

"It wasn't too much?" He asked.

I shook my head and took a step forward, wrapping my arms around his middle as I pressed my face against his chest. "It was real hot, very fifty shades," I joked.

I could almost feel him roll his eyes as he rested his chin atop of my head.