Case File 100

Case File Name:
Soon.

♤Chapter One Hundred♤

"They're so cute," I said, eyeing the brown Jordan 1s that Tazmin had gotten Tahir. 

My wife smiled, "T is going to love them," she determined, watching as I put them on the shelf in the already-filled closet. 

We've only known the gender for a little over a month now, and somehow his closet has been filled and an entire baby shower has been planned. 

Which is being held today—both of our families have spent weeks planning it. 

I also hit twenty weeks today, so my bump is even more evident—especially with the white off-the-shoulder dress I'm wearing. 

It clings to my upper body and bump—and then flows out near the bottom of my stomach. 

"The Polo jackets are going to look so adorable on him," I whispered, running my hands over the small Ralph Lauren jackets that we had gotten him. 

I've fallen in love with a lot of their clothes, especially all their knitted sweatshirts. 

Since Tahir is due in May, it'll be fall when he can wear a lot of this. 

Even the baggy jeans and t-shirts, Tazmin has already stocked him up on. 

However, her recent obsession is shoes, and I swear they're so cute and tiny. 

I seriously can't wait to even lay eyes on him. 

"We also need to get him all the My First onesies—like My First Thanksgiving or My First Christmas," Tazmin said as I walked out of the nursery with her, eyeing the tan Gucci jacket she wore with a white t-shirt underneath and baggy jeans. 

"We do," I murmured as I ran my hands up her arms from behind, eyeing her appearance as we walked down the wide hallway.

"I also want to start packing your hospital bag," Tazmin said as I trailed my hands back down her arms, guiding her back against the nearest wall. 

"Keep going," I whispered, trailing my hands lower down her body. 

Tazmin's lips twitched up as she eyed my face, "I know it's a little early to pack it but—" 

She cut herself short, glancing down at her leather belt, which I was now unbuckling. 

"Mommy talk gets you hot baby?" Tazmin asked me, her expression nothing but amused as her dark eyes traced my face. 

I hummed as I unbuttoned her pants, "Anything you do gets me hot Tazmin," I said, trailing my short manicured nails down past her waistband. 

"Tell me how hot, mama," she said, holding my dark eyes as I found my way between her legs. 

"How about I show you instead beautiful," I murmured, subtly leaning into her—but only to graze my lips against hers as I began rubbing her soft clit. 

Tazmin let out a breathless sigh, mixed with a moan, running her hands up my back as I continued my pace. 

"Tell me how you want it, baby," I said, holding her dark eyes as I slowly ran my tongue against her lips before kissing her entirely. 

"Let's go slow—let me feel you, Mil," Tazmin murmured against my lips, gently gripping the back of my neck to deepen our kiss. 

I hummed against her lips, not hesitating to slowly slide two fingers past her folds that tightened perfectly around me. 

Tazmin's moans echoed into my mouth, growing deeper and more drawn out as I slid even deeper into her—needing to feel every inch of her that I possibly could. 

I swear each of my thrusts got deeper than the last, easily earning strings of drawn out moans from my wife. 

"Fuck, Milena," Tazmin moaned into my mouth, gripping the nape of my neck tighter as I began to thrust into her even harder. 

But I kept my pace smooth and slow, curling into the spot where she needed me most. 

"You're so tight," I breathed out almost blissfully, basking in the way she grew tighter around me, "Tighter baby," I encouraged her, which naturally made Tazmin moan against my lips as she gripped me for dear life. 

Until eventually, she tightened around me entirely—causing me to fucking spiral as I basked in her warmth. 

How she hugged my fingers just how I needed her to. 

"Mil," Tazmin's moans echoed in my ears as I continued my pace in and out of her tight entrance. 

I nearly basked in every second of her perfect orgasm, helping her ride it out as I continued kissing her lips so softly. 

Until she relaxed entirely under me, sighing so deeply as I slowly slid out of her. 

"I don't know if I'll be able to make it through this baby shower," I admitted, eyeing my wife who looked so fucking immaculate. 

"We have a theme for leaving early," Tazmin didn't hesitate to give in to my way, parting her lips for my fingers that I slid into her warm mouth. 

I hummed, rolling my eyes closed as I slid my fingers in and out of her mouth. 

Every inch of her just feels so fucking good. 

"Keep this up Milena and we aren't going anywhere," Tazmin said as soon as I slid my fingers from her mouth and opened my eyes again. 

"You're just..." I trailed off, eyeing every inch of her appearance and nearly whining in the process, "You look too good Tazmin—get away from me." 

My wife laughed, only pulling me closer to her, "You're so fucking cute," she said, pressing soft fleeting kisses to my lips. 

"No I'm horny—my hormones are going insane and you really aren't helping," I murmured against her lips, pulling back from her so we could continue our walk down the hallway. 

"I'll make it up to you tonight—you know I always do baby," Tazmin didn't hesitate to assure me, gently sliding her hand against the back of my neck and massaging it. 

I sighed dramatically, "I do know," I mumbled, knowing she had given me my way in every instance. 

Even if I wake up in the middle of the night wanting nothing but to touch her.

"On the bright side, my mom is bringing your favorite hot wings," Tazmin told me as we headed toward the door that led out to the garage, "And Morana is also bringing chicken shawarma and baklava." 

I smiled, feeling my mouth physically water, "I seriously can't wait to eat—I need three plates minimum," I joked with her as she grabbed my Birkin from the kitchen island we passed. 

Tazmin hummed, "Four plates actually—I want to make sure you and T are fed," she said as I grabbed one of the many car keys from the hook to hand to her. 

"Four plates—I'm on it," I joked with her, walking past her into the garage as she held the door open. 

Tazmin jokingly rolled her eyes, "I'm being serious Milena," she said, unlocking the black Range Rover as she walked me to the passenger side. 

"I am too," I determined as she opened my door for me, helping me in the car, "You know I can eat baby." 

Tazmin smiled slightly as she buckled my seatbelt for me, "I know baby—I fucking love watching you eat," she said, briefly kissing my lips before pulling back and gently closing my car door. 

♤

By the time we arrived at the venue surrounded by nothing but grass—everyone was already there. 

The boy-themed decorations were also already up. 

And let's just say, both of our families didn't spare any expense. 

The exterior of the rustic venue was decorated elegantly with balloon arches, giant teddy bears, and white rose petals. 

It looked incredible. 

But inside... 

I swear my jaw physically dropped. 

The hallway leading in was lined with tall gold vases that held white roses, electronic candles, and different shades of blue sheer fabric draping down from the ceiling. 

The main area of the venue was already filled with people—where the round table-clothed tables were perfectly placed and intricately decorated. 

There was a themed food menu, blue cloth napkins held together by gold hardware, and then the main centerpiece which consisted of white roses in tall gold vases and a small bear holding a blue balloon. 

Over in the corner of the room were two chairs that I could tell were designated for us and a table filled with so many gifts. 

There was also an open buffet that lined one of the tall walls—where different snacks and blue-colored drinks in gold-rimmed champagne glasses occupied the table neatly arranged. 

But what really tied everything together was the vines lining the walls which matched the rusticness, especially with the vintage chandelier hanging from the vaulted ceiling partially made of glass. 

I swear this baby shower was beyond anything I could've ever imagined. 

"Do you guys like it?" Elena asked as she approached us with Morana, her dress matching the specific theme which was blue, white, or tan. 

I immediately nodded, "We love it so much," I said, smiling as Morana pulled me into a hug while Elena hugged Tazmin. 

"It's perfect," Tazmin told them both as Morana smiled down at my stomach, gently running her hand across it. 

"Baby T," My sister murmured, briefly caressing my stomach before she switched off with Elena to hug Tazmin.

Meanwhile, my mother-in-law hugged me—and after leaned down to hug my stomach. 

"We're so excited for you Tahir," Elena said to my stomach, smiling even wider as she raised up to her full height. 

I suddenly glanced past her, noticing the twins and Marie approaching us with Nadia—who was eating blue M&M's from her hand.

"I can't wait to share all of my food with T," Nadia said as she approached me in her soft blue dress while the twins and Marie both greeted my wife, "Or Trolli's—he's going to love Trolli's." 

I laughed slightly as she hugged me, leaning her head against my bump, "You and T are going to be besties right?" I said, running my hand up and down her back. 

"Duh, I'm going to teach him how to play Wordle," Nadia said, smiling happily to herself as she continued to lean against my stomach, "Tazi we need to do the next Wordle level." 

Tazmin glanced over from our friends, "Let's beat it now," she said, motioning my niece over to her, "But only if you give me the biggest hug." 

Nadia jokingly rolled her eyes, "I'll give the hugest hug if you beat two levels," she negotiated as she leaned away from my bump. 

Tazmin smiled slightly, "A huge hug in exchange for two levels—it's a deal," she determined, which immediately made Nadia trail over to her and throw her arms out for a hug. 

Which I couldn't help but admire. 

"Jokes on you, I would've given you the hugest hug in exchange for nothing," My niece whispered to Tazmin. 

Whose beautiful smile grew. 

I swear I love her so fucking much. 

And I can't wait to love and raise a smaller version of her. 

"We'll be back baby," Tazmin told me, briefly kissing my cheek before leaning down to my stomach, "Baby T," she murmured, kissing my stomach before walking away with Nadia to go grab her iPad. 

I suddenly glanced over to the twins and Marie, trailing closer to them as they conversed with my sister and Elena. 

Somewhere along the way, Pierre and Zane had joined them. 

The conversation was light—and also regarding guesses about how Tahir would act or talk later once he was older. 

Which was hilariously funny. 

I also liked imagining the idea of a boy with a head of blonde hair and dark eyes who acted like the perfect mix of me and my wife. 

It's weird to even imagine him as more than a baby in my stomach. 

But at the same time, I can't wait to hear him talk or laugh at all of Tazmin's jokes. 

"Aww I love it so much," I said, eyeing the small onesie that had Tahir's full name monogrammed on it. 

Tahir Zev Moretti—TZM. 

We were extremely indecisive with his middle name, but for some reason, Zev just fits so perfectly and it doesn't distract from his first name entirely. 

"He should wear this in the hospital," Tazmin said, smiling at the onesie my sister and Zane had gifted us among numerous other things. 

Tazmin's extended family also got us so many things too. 

And to think we were already stocked before...

Now we have more stuff. 

"He would look so cute in the hospital wearing it," I murmured, now imagining the idea of it on Tahir's small body. 

It feels so surreal to think of us all in the hospital with him born. 

"We also got matching pants too," Zane said, motioning to the gift bag we hadn't finished opening entirely. 

Which had matching pants and then other outfits to match with Nadia. 

I swear they're going to be the cutest cousins ever. 

Nadia even picked out some of the many clothes that they had gifted to Tahir. 

And considering the amount of clothes we had gotten—Tahir wouldn't even get a chance to repeat any outfits with how quickly he'll be growing.  

"Oh my god," I laughed, watching as the twins rolled the black Chrome Hearts stroller toward us, even the wheels were embellished with the silver logo. 

Tazmin shook her head, "I can't believe you guys," she said, standing from her chair beside me to pull both of the twins into a hug. 

"You like it?" Mav asked as I slowly stood from my chair to hug them as well. 

"We love it," I didn't hesitate to say as Vic pulled me into a hug, "Thank you so much." 

"Anytime—baby T has to ride in style," Vic said as we pulled back from the brief hug. 

"He also needs a custom pacifier too," Marie said as she motioned to the seat of the stroller where a silver-initialed pacifier sat in a clear gift-wrapped box, "From Auntie Marie of course." 

 My smile grew, "It's so cute, Marie," I whispered, eyeing the pure silver pacifier engraved with the letter T, "Thank you," I said to her.

Marie pulled me into a gentle hug, "Anything for my nephew," she told me as I hugged her back. 

Until Tazmin pulled her into a brief hug and thanked her while the twins rolled the stroller out of the way so we could open the rest of the gifts. 

There were really only a few more left, which I felt thankful for since I was ready to eat cake. 

Which was red velvet inside as I had randomly requested. 

I swear I ate three big slices while Tazmin helped with packing everything into our car and the twins' cars. 

But considering everything we had gotten—we also had to put some things into Tazmin's parent's car. 

Somehow once the baby shower was over, we had a small little after-party at our house. 

Which only consisted of getting everything in the house and settled in Tahir's nursery. 

It was all finally complete—even his oval crib was set up with a mattress and a clean sheet for him. 

Which I would probably clean again before he gets home. 

But there's just some weird sense of completeness with everything already set up. 

Even having all of his new gifts unpacked and organized felt nice. 

It also felt even nicer to have our families help us do it all. 

Nadia even set up his corner which consisted of different newborn toys for when we would sit on the floor and play with him.

And the rocking chair Elena and Pierre got us is also a perfect addition for night feedings or even rocking him to sleep. 

"Thank you guys again," Tazmin said as we walked toward the front door with everyone. 

"Of course," Pierre said, patting Tazmin's back as I opened the front door. 

My sister and Zane had left a while ago with Nadia considering she had a bedtime—but Tazmin's parents and the twins stuck around to help us with the finishing touches. 

Marie ended up leaving since she had work to catch up on, but she and everyone else already pitched in more than enough. 

"We'll be over for dinner tomorrow," Mav said as he briefly hugged us both with Vic. 

"I'll bring the Oreos and cheesecake," Vic told me, and even if he was joking, my mouth managed to water at the idea. 

"You should actually bring that though," I told Vic who briefly hugged me. 

Which easily earned a laugh from him, "I got you, Lena," he told me as he pulled away from me, "Love you guys," he said as Mav briefly waved at us. 

"Love you too," Tazmin and I said, waving back at them as they walked out of our house toward the driveway. 

"Well, baby T is all set now," Elena sighed contently, leaning down to give my stomach a brief hug, "We'll see you guys on Sunday for family dinner." 

I nodded as she leaned up to hug me, "I'm already looking forward to the pasta," I joked with her, now briefly hugging Pierre as Elena hugged Tazmin. 

"We're making homemade garlic knots this time," Pierre told me, smiling slightly when my lips dramatically parted. 

"Now I'm even more excited," I said as we pulled back from the hug, now leaning into Tazmin's side. 

"We'll make plenty so you and T can eat as much as you want," Elena assured me, flashing me her usual smile as she backed out of our house with Pierre. 

And as they walked out to their car, we exchanged our brief goodbyes—telling them thank you yet again for everything they did for us today. 

Until soon we were all alone, walking back to the kitchen and filling up our water bottles so we could go to bed. 

But for some reason, I only had one urge right now. 

"Can we..." I suddenly trailed off, halting her steps down the hallway. 

And stopping by Tahir's closed door. 

"I want to sit in his room," I whispered to Tazmin. 

Whose lips twitched up into a soft smile, "Let's sit in his room then baby," she whispered, reaching past me to open his door. 

I drew in a deep breath, inhaling the faint scent of his baby detergent that lingered in the air from everything we had washed. 

And with the dim lights that Tazmin turned on and the calm silence around us, I suddenly didn't want to be anywhere else in the world. 

Especially once we got seated on the floor together—with Tazmin leaning back against one of the walls while I laid on my back with my head in her lap. 

"Soon he'll be laying here with us," Tazmin whispered as she gently ran her hand through my hair. 

I smiled, keeping my heavy eyes closed, "Soon," I whispered, gently playing with her other hand resting on my chest.