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“But?”He knows me too well.
“I’m a little scared...” I look away, unable to hold his gaze as I think about what scares me.
He releases my hair and grabs my waist, then pulls us both up in a sitting position. Putting himself up against the headboard, he makes me straddle his legs.
“I think this is a discussion we need to have face to face, where we can clearly see each other.” He brushes my hair out of my eyes and grips my chin once more,putting us at eye level. “Now tell me what scares you.”
“I just...” My eyes gloss over on their own. I have no control over my emotions when it comes to Silas, and I have a feeling these baby hormones are about to make it a lot worse. “We’re finally in a good place. Everything is perfect right now, and I’m really, really happy about this baby...” He watches me, waiting patiently for me to continue.
“I’m just scared that something will happen again... and then it won’t be just me hurting, but our baby too... I’m not saying that because I don’t trust you, Silas, I do. But I can’t help feeling the fear that something could go wrong. I can’t go through that again, certainly not with a baby...”
A tear slips free, rolling down my cheek, but Silas catches it with his thumb just before it falls off. “I know, baby, I get it. I’m scared, too. Terrified that I might do something to fuck this all up again. But I promise, I’ll do everything in my power to never hurt you again or hurt our baby.” He leans in and kisses my forehead.
“I almost lost you, and that nearly killed me. You are my life, my reason to breathe. But I get it, I get your fear and hesitation. What happened this year? It broke us, and even if we managed to make it back to one another, there are still cracks in our foundation.” He wipes more tears as they keep coming.
“So it’s normal to still have doubts and to be scared that everything will fall apart. And that’s okay, baby. I don’t expect you to be one hundred percent certain of everything yet. But know that I’m working on it, and I’ll keep working on it until all those cracks have healed.” He kisses my tear-stained cheeks, then my lips and my nose. “This baby is our little miracle; the glue that will help heal all those broken pieces. It will give us another reason to fight harder for us, for him or her.”
“How do you always know what to say?” I ask through my sobs.
He smiles lovingly, kissing my face once more, not bothered in the least by my wet state. “Because you and I are one, Cecilia. Everything you feel, I feel. When you’re happy, I’m happy. When you’re sad, I’m sad. And when you’re worried, I know because I’m worried, too. So I know exactly what you need in those moments because it’s exactly what I need.”
He brings me down to his chest, kissing the top of my head. “Now enough with the tears. Everything will be fine, and our life will continue to go perfectly. I promise. I love you, Minnie, and I can’t wait to see our little baby. For us to finally have the family we deserve.”
I lift my head and seal my lips to his. “Our baby,” I say the words against his lips, loving the way they sound.
“Our baby, Minnie. Ours.”
Chapter forty-one
Silas
Death by fork to the eye.
~ Two Weeks Later / August ~
Today was our first appointment with the doctor. The appointment pretty much consisted of questions, answers, and any information and guidelines we needed. Since we’re both first-time parents, there were a lot of things we didn’t know, along with rules we needed to follow to make sure that Mommy and baby stay healthy.
Turns out Cecilia is eleven weeks pregnant, which meant we were able to have an ultrasound done right away. When our little one appeared on the screen, Cecilia burst into tears. Hell, even I turned on the waterworks. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen, listening to the heartbeat of that tiny little human inside of her.
Our tiny little human.
The doctor informed us that everything looks perfect, and our baby seems totally healthy. She then sent us home afterwards with a whole bunch of informational pamphlets and guidelines to follow, as well as black and white pictures of baby Hayes. Cecilia doesn’t know it yet, but I’m already planning on getting them enlarged and framed.
We haven’t told anyone else about the pregnancy. But since Minnie is almost done with the first trimester, we figured we could start telling people slowly, beginning with my family. And since tonight happens to be our family dinner night, we thought it would be the best time to share the news.
“Are you nervous?” I ask my wife from the driver’s side while I park in front of my parents’ home.
“A little, but I know they’ll be happy. Your mom has made it abundantly clear how much she would like me to give her a grandchild.” Cecilia giggles and shakes her head. She’s right, the number of times my mom has talked about babies since Cecilia and I got together is ridiculous.
“She’s definitely gonna cry.” I look at the front door, picturing the scene already in my head.
“Oh, definitely.”
I take the time to stare at my gorgeous pregnant wife, and I’m in absolute awe. Her hair is down in those beautiful, rich chocolate curls that I love so much. And she’s wearing a simple knee-length sleeveless dress that hugs her glorious curves.
I keep watching every day to see if I can catch sight of her belly growing, but except for a little bloating, it’s still pretty flat. Although the doctor said it would start showing soon.God, I can’t wait.
The dress is the same color as my eyes. She said that’s why she bought it because it reminded her of me. And her outfit finishes with ridiculously high black pumps. She looks sexy as fuck, but we did have a little disagreement concerning the heels.
