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Chapter 11: How much complicated does it get?
Four months later
“Fifteen- love” Becca yelled from her chair Далее to the Теннис court. She had been an umpire for all the matches between Charlie-Billy and Hugh-Lisa, including this one.
Hugh smirked, he and Lisa were wining, three gems to zero in the first set. Finally, he'd got a good enough partner. Not that Becca wasn't good at tennis, she was just better as an umpire.
Billy served again and the ball hit the net.
“Is that the best Ты can do?” Lisa teased him, slightly bent over, waiting for the ball.
They had moved in to the house three months ago. Just one месяц after Hugh had proposed to Lisa. That same day, they bought the house. Charles and Billy were thrilled with it!
They'd gotten one part of the house only for themselves, it was like they were living separately. Hugh had almost no idea what they did in that little spare time they had when they got Главная from the college. The complete left side of the house was theirs. On that side they had an indoor pool and the playroom, they weren't complaining. They also got a living room of their own, and of course two bedrooms for each of them.
However, they still shared the dining room and the кухня with Hugh,Lisa and Becca as well as the yard.
They all loved playing tennis, and Hugh realized what a great bonding time it was for all of them.
Billy served again, and the ball hit the corner of the court, barely touching the line and earning Billy and Charlie an ace.
“Fifteen-Fifteen” Becca yelled again, making Hugh smirk. She was doing a pretty good job being an umpire.
“See what happens when Ты mock me, Lisa?” Billy laughed a bit, high-fiving his older brother.
“Oh, please! That one was by stroke of luck!” Lisa frowned, fiddling with the racket.
It was really funny how Lisa picked up some British expressions of theirs. It was to expect, though. She was the only American English speaking person in the whole house, apart from the domestics.
“Dad!” Charles waved at his father, who was Остаться в живых in his thoughts “Dad, are Ты ready?”
“I was born ready! Let's see what Ты can do!” Hugh grinned at his sons and then looked at Lisa, signaling her with his fingers which tactics were they going with.
As she smiled at him, Hugh instantly remembered the way she'd smiled at their wedding day.
Boy was she beautiful! The simple white платье, бальное платье caressing all the features that made her a woman, and so much more, her perfect hair-do... She was stunning. He had no words to describe her other than those two. Beautiful and stunning.
Their wedding had been somewhat small, just like it should have been, considering it was Hugh's секунда marriage. They had invited only the closest Друзья and family, including all the cast from the Показать and the producers and the director.
The press, however, kept buzzing about their wedding. There had been headlines everywhere!
“Hugh and Lisa getting hitched”
“Hugh and Lisa tie the knot”
“Laurie/Edelstein wedding”
and many more.
Hugh was grateful no paparazzi managed to sneak in and their wedding ceremony and the reception weren't published in some tabloid.
The ball fled the field and hit the court near Hugh, and he gladly returned it in the boy's half of the court.
Charles hit the ball, and it ended up a little bit farther from the place Lisa was standing and she ran to hit it herself.
As the ball hit net, Hugh saw pain reflect in Lisa's eyes as her hands reached for her stomach.
In a matter of moment she was on the ground and Hugh, tossing the racket away, ran to see what was going on with his wife.
“Lisa... Lisa are Ты ok?” Hugh asked her, lifting her from the cold ground, Becca, Billy and Charlie rushing over to see what was happening.
“Call doctor Nolan” Lisa whispered to Hugh
“Why would Ты need him? He's an...” Hugh frowned, trying to figure out what was going on.
“Obstetrician... Yeah, I know...” She finished Hugh's question, her eyes shooting at Hugh, filled with fright.
Hugh felt his stomach churn.
I'd say it can get pretty complicated if Ты ask me....
Long live Huli...
but how long?
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Ok,ok, 'nough with the pessimism, how many of Ты found that
'WE SHOT 4 HOURS...' thingy suspicious? (:C