Page 155 of Eternally Yours
Minnie knows what it’s like growing up without parents, and she didn’t want the same for the kid. Plus, we both understand now more than ever that when it comes to a child, as parents, we’ll do anything to make sure they’re safe and have everything they need.
“Mom, I have more money than needed. That’s nothing to me, and even though what she did was wrong, I get it. She’s just a struggling soon-to-be mom who feared she wouldn’t be able to provide for her baby. And settling her worries while she paid for her crime was the least we could do.”
My father clasps my shoulder with his hand and looks at me with pride. “You’re a greater man than I’ll ever be. I’m proud of you, son.”
The rest of the evening goes on with more baby talk. My mother giving tips to Cecilia, and my father sharing more stories about the journey of my mom’s pregnancies.
I must admit, some of the things he said scared me a little. Certainly, when he mentioned that Mom would cry at everything and anything all the time. I hate seeing Minnie in tears, but I understand it’s a natural thing with the hormones.
I’ll just have to work overtime to avoid all the things that will make her cry.
CECILIA
~ One Month Later / September ~
Preseason training has started, and next week the boys have their first exhibition game. Silas has been stressing out lately because it just hit him that he might not be present for the birth of our child since I’m due at the beginning of March.
I’m now sixteen weeks pregnant, and my baby bump has started showing. Silas is in absolute love with it. Cuddling, touching, and kissing it every chance he gets.
He’s not the only one. The girls have been fussing over it too, even Clay touched my belly a few times last week. It was a bit odd at first to have another man touch it, but I’m slowly getting used to it.
And the look on Morgan’s face every time she sees him paying attention to my belly is one hundred percent worth it. She looks like she’s falling in love all over again with him, and they just so happen to sneak off for a couple of minutes right after.I’m pretty positive it’s to repopulate as well.
Silas left earlier today, claiming he had errands to run with some of the guys. So the girls and I decided to have a much-needed pampering day.Well, much needed for me.The exhaustion sadly still hasn’t faded. Emma even hired a masseuse who specializes in pregnant women since she wasn’t sure if I was allowed.
When I texted Silas earlier to tell him, he told me to wait and that he would call the doctor to make sure I could have one. I’m pretty sure he has her on speed dial with the number of times he calls. Every little concern he has, he calls. It’s annoying, but I love how much he’s making sure our baby is safe.
He’s going to be an amazing dad.
We’ve just finished receiving our massages and are now sitting around in the living room. Morgan and Emma are having a glass of wine while Aubrey and I are having sparkling juice. It’s sweet of her to pass on the wine so that I don’t feel left out, even if I insisted it was okay.She’s always so thoughtful.
“Em, how are things going in the Tommy department?” Morgan asks from one of the armchairs.
“Eh, I don’t know. The sex still hasn’t improved. I brought it up last week, and he told me that if I weren’t working, we would have more time together. It’s not the first time he hinted that I should quit my job.”
I frown at her declaration and turn to look at her. “You’re not seriously thinking about it, are you?”
She shrugs but doesn’t meet my eyes. “I don’t know, maybe? It’s not like I even need to work, I only do it for the fun of it. So maybe I should take a break from work. I’d be able to see you guys more, and maybe it would help in my relationship.”
She can’t be serious.I’m in complete shock at what I’m hearing. This isn’t the Emma I know. She doesn’t take orders from people, certainly not men. And she most definitely doesn’t let them walk all over her.
Emma’s always been a wildcard, outspoken with an intense personality. But ever since she’s moved in with Tommy, she almost seems closed off. I don’t like the way he’s changing my best friend, and every time I’ve tried to bring it up, she becomes defensive.
“Well, whatever you decide to do, make sure it’s done for the right reasons. For you, and not for him.” Morgan smiles at Em, but I can see the worry in it.
We’ve all talked about the changes we’ve noticed when Emma wasn’t around, and we all agree that Tommy isn’t good for her. I hate that initially we were the ones to encourage this relationship...it makes me feel guilty.
The sound of Silas’s pickup truck pulls me from my thoughts, but it sounds louder than usual. I get up from the couch and walk over to the window to have a look. “What the hell?”
“What? What’s going on?” Morgan shows up at my side, peering out the window in the direction of the noise.
Outside in the driveway are now four pickup trucks with their cargo beds filled with boxes. I watch Silas exit his truck, and Clay drops from the silver one parked beside it. Behind them, Greyson steps out of a black truck similar to my husband’s, and beside him, Gabe and Noah jump out of a white one.
I leave the window for the front door just as Silas steps through it. “Honey, I’m home!” He smiles when he notices I’m right in front of him. “How’s my favorite girl?”
He gives me a passionate kiss, one hand around my waist and the other at the back of my head while he dips me back. I giggle when he brings me back up. He then brings his hand down to my stomach, right over my small bump. “And how’sour boy?”
“We don’t even know if it’s a boy, you can’t keep calling it that.” I give him a serious look just as Gabe walks in carrying a few boxes.
