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By the time we get back to my place, Samantha looks dead on her feet. We’d eaten out at one of the local restaurants, and I’m so relieved Samantha has her energy back, as well as her appetite.
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Samantha
Thank God,I’m feeling better.I’m fully convinced the doctors gave me miracle medicine. Sure, I’m tired but that is to be expected with any pregnancy. I have to say, now that I’m not nauseous, I love the local foods, such as the fresh bread rolls with fruit marmalade. Give me that with some eggs for breakfast, and I’m set for the day. I also love schnitzel, spätzle, and bratwurst with local vegetables. Now that I can eat, I seem to be devouring everything in sight.God, I hope I don’t gain a hundred pounds in this pregnancy. But, I’m eating for three, right?!?!
Enzo, unfortunately, has to return to work for a couple of days during the last week of my visit. He manages to stay on base, so he’s home at night. I spend my days either reading or touring locally. Enzo lets me drive his Land Rover, which makes it so I can go to the City Museum in Ramstein. It’s interesting to learn about the local history. I also venture to Trier, Germany, which is one of the oldest cities in the country. It’s heavily influenced by the Romans. If Enzo and I have time before I leave, I’d like to return here to visit one of the Roman bathhouses with him.
The best part about my time with Enzo is the evenings. I just love being with him, in his element. I’m getting used to making love through the night and waking up in his arms. I can’t wait until we can do this every day.
It’s going to suck when I have to leave on Monday, and he has to stay for two more months. I do my best not to think about it now; long-distance relationships have taken their toll on my life. When these horrific thoughts make their way into my mind, I try to squash them like a bug. Enzo isn’t Devin, plain and simple. He knows firsthand how devastating it was to have someone move on while he was away. There’s no doubt in my mind that he won’t stray in the slightest. He’s head over heels for me and these babies growing inside me. I know from the bottom of my heart he feels the same way I do, though it doesn’t hurt that he makes the time to assure me of this each and every day I’ve been here. I think I love this man more than I’ve ever loved anyone. There’s just no comparison.
Yes, of course, I miss my kids at home like crazy. I video-chat with them daily. Seeing them on the screen makes me miss them more. I don’t remember the last time I’ve been away from them this long. After a lengthy conversation, Enzo and I decided not to tell them about my pregnancy until I'm through my first trimester, which is after he returns from Germany. We want to tell them together, in person. I just hope these babies will let me keep this secret until he gets home. Between morning sickness and the fact I’ll likely start showing sooner with twins, I’m keeping my fingers crossed.
Today’s Friday and Enzo’s expected home in the early afternoon. He’s off for the weekend, so I stayed in for the day and let him take his car. I’ve finished reading a manuscript I brought with me and spent the day responding to emails from work. With the time difference, it’s easier to keep in contact with clients via email.
I’m deep in concentration when I hear the door handle rattle with the sound of keys. I look up to find Enzo walking through the door. He’s dressed in his uniform, which consists of a dark green jumpsuit and combat boots. Holy Hell, is he hot. In a well-practiced move, he removes his cap and stuffs it into his pocket on his pants leg. The smile that lights up his face has me melting in seconds. That damn dimple will have me spontaneously combusting on the spot if he continues to use it at full force. His deep timbre greets me, “Hey, beautiful. How was your day?”
I try my best to clear my laptop and the mound of papers around me so I can get up to greet him. He laughs at my distress and closes the distance between us within seconds. He reaches for my computer and sets it beside me on the coffee table. I reach my hand out to him and he effortlessly assists me into a standing position. I manage to get, “Great, how was yours?” out before my lips are crushed by his.
Damn!He tastes delicious. I don’t think I will ever get used to the backflips the butterflies in my stomach like to perform when he appears. I wrap my hands around his neck and pull back to look into his glorious, green eyes. For a few moments, I’m mesmerized by the look of pure pleasure reflected in them.
“I’ve never been more thankful l get to spend the weekend with you. Since I wasn’t off base, my day was a shitstorm of prepping for our mission next week.” He pulls me in for another kiss, then bends down to kiss my belly over my clothes and talks to our babies, like he does every day. “Have you been good to your ma today?”
I can’t help the giggle that escapes when he nuzzles his slightly scruffy cheek against my abdomen. “That miracle medicine seems to have done the trick. I’ve been a little tired, but no nausea to speak of,” I sigh in relief.
Enzo stands and wraps his arms around me in a hug once again. “Good to hear. I have no fucking clue how I’m going to survive being apart from you when you leave Monday.” The tone of his voice by the end nearly slays me. There’s a desperate need and desire that nearly rips me to the core.
I take in a deep breath and steel my spine, knowing this is hard on both of us. There’s no need for me to make it more difficult for him than I need to. “I know. I feel the same.”
“Will you do me a favor?” Enzo asks as he pulls away from our embrace to look me in the eye.
“Anything,” I say without hesitation because there’s nothing I won’t do for the man.
“Will you send me a belly shot each day?”
Belly Shot?I cock my head to the side and look at him, wanting to make sure I understand him correctly.
Before I can respond, he says, “Send me a picture of a side profile, so I can see them grow and not miss any of the changes that happen during your pregnancy.”
Understanding washes over me and I smile. “Of course, I’ll do that. Though, the changes will be very subtle every day. You know that, right?”
“Sam, I don’t want to miss anything. I hate that I’m not going to be there with you. There’ll also be times when I’m out in the field, and I won’t get to contact you each day. The photos will be something I cherish.” Enzo seems to be in deep thought for a moment, then all of a sudden, he chuckles. “I used to harass the guys who lived for their daily photos from home. Now, I’m going crazy just thinking about you leaving.” He strokes his hands down my back as he pulls me in for a tight embrace.
“If I didn’t have kids to attend to, you know I’d rather be here so you wouldn’t miss anything, right?” I try to assure him. “Besides, you’ll be home in less than two months. We won’t be apart for that long.” I’m not sure if I’m trying to convince him or myself that this won’t be too difficult.
“How do you think we should tell your kids we’re engaged, let alone having twins?” Enzo sighs, catching me off guard.
“I’ve been wondering the same thing.” I haven’t come up with a good plan yet, but maybe we can come up with one together.
“What if we video-call them tonight and let them know I proposed to you? Then, when I come home for good, we can tell them about their new brothers or sisters.”
“What if we have one of each?” I ask in wonder. This still doesn’t seem real and I’ve known for almost a week.
“As long as you’reallhealthy, I don’t care what we have. I just want you all to be safe.” He pulls me toward his bedroom. “I need to change. Come with me, so we can continue to talk.”
He turns and walks to his bedroom and I follow. “So, how do you think we should tell them?” Though the minute I see him shed his clothes, I’m no longer focused on the kids.
