“I only needed one test and it was positive so it looks like I’m going to be dealing with varying symptoms for several months,” she tells me.
I shake my head and say, “You’re not making any sense. What could you possibly have that lasts months with varying symptoms?”
She grins at me and pats her stomach a second time. I look down at her lap, then back into her eyes. I feel ridiculous for not getting it sooner. “You’re pregnant?” I ask.
Her face breaks into the biggest smile I’ve ever seen as she nods her head frantically at me. “Is that okay, daddy? Are you ready to be a father?” she asks.
I jump out of my seat and rush to her side of the table. I take her in my arms and say, “Yes. I love you so much.”
I can barely eat as my head swims with the idea of having a child. I always imagined that I’d be a father one day but Daniela and I hadn’t ever discussed having a family so it was the furthest thing from my mind. I don’t know if it’s the pregnancy or the excitement of telling me but she’s positively radiant and somehow even sexier.
“How far along are we?” I ask her.
“About eleven weeks. I had my suspicions so I decided to take a home test last week and it was positive. I didn’t tell you because I wanted the doctor to confirm it first. I probably wouldn’t have been able to keep it a secret all week if I hadn’t gotten sick. Which, by the way, the doctor said is perfectly normal and should go away soon,” she replies.
We finish our dinner and I take her home. “Are you going back to the pub to finish up?” she asks me.
“No, it’ll wait until tomorrow. I’m going inside to pamper my pregnant wife,” I tell her.
I follow her up the stairs and into the bedroom where she undresses while I run her a bath. I help her into the tub then lather up her sponge with her favorite body wash and begin washing her arms and back. I hold her hair up and pour warm water on her neck and shoulders then do my best to rub away any tension she may have caught up there. She moans and tells me how good it feels and I feel a rise in shorts.
I lather up her breast and watch as the warm water washes the suds down her belly. Her silky wet skin shimmers and I can’t help but lean into the tub and lick the water droplets off her tits. Her nipples get hard and she takes my head in her hands and says, “Make love to me, daddy.”
“Are you sure it’s okay?” I ask.
She smiles and tells me, “Of course. Besides, there’s no way I could go the next seven months without feeling you inside me.”
I help her out of the tub and pat her body dry with a warm towel. “You take good care of me, daddy,” she tells me.
I lay her on the bed and hold her hands as I enter her. I feel her body against me as I make love to her in a slow and steady rhythm. She says, “I love you, daddy,” and I roll over pulling her on top of me. “Get yourself off,” I tell her. She mounts my cock and moves back and forth on top of me so she can feel me rub against her clit. I watch as her tits bounce and trace the curves of her body with the tips of my fingers. She leans back and I slip my hand between her legs and finger her clit while I hold her still on my hard rod. She cries out and bears down hard on me as she comes.
She dismounts and moves down my body taking my cock in her hand and stroking it as she fondles my balls with her other hand. I close my eyes and feel her wet tongue dance across my swollen tip. She takes me in her mouth and swallows my full length. I take both of her hands in one hand and use the other to move her head up and down my shaft until I explode in her pretty mouth.
I hold her as she sleeps and think about what the future will hold for us. I knew that I loved her the first time I saw her but how could I have ever imagined being this lucky? The woman that I adore is about to become the mother of my child.
* * *
For seven monthsI watched Daniela’s body change and with each passing day, she became more beautiful. Her contractions are about eleven minutes apart now and we decide to go to the hospital. I can see that she’s scared and I squeeze her hand and tell her that everything is going to be alright. Soon we’ll be taking our son, Darcy, home.
Her labor lasts almost nine hours and I can see that she’s exhausted but when she lays her eyes on the baby for the first time her face lights up and she looks like an angel. I watch as she latches him onto her breast and holds him as though she were born to be a mother. I married the most beautiful girl in the world and she’s given me a beautiful child.
She smiles at me and tells me to come and sit with her while the baby nurses. I sit on the edge of the bed and brush her hair back. I kiss her forehead and tell her, “I’m proud of you, Clover. Thank you for making me the happiest man in the world.”
Extended Epilogue
Dex
Darcy and Doireanne have finished their snacks and I take them upstairs to brush their teeth and go to bed. I put Darcy in his bed and Doireanne in her crib and read them a story while Daniela gets ready for our date. Today is our fifth anniversary and I’ve planned a surprise for her.
Once the kids are down I go downstairs and let Bryce’s daughter Kelsey inside. She’ll be watching the kids for us this evening. She sits on the sofa and turns on the television while I confirm that she has our cell numbers in her phone. We’re still chatting when Daniela comes downstairs. I stop talking when I see her. She’s wearing a blue dress that hugs her curves and shows just enough cleavage to make my mouth water.
“You look amazing,” I tell her, and Kelsey giggles.
“Thank you. You look very handsome as well,” she replies.
We drive into town and I see the confusion on her face when I pull into the pub parking lot. I get out of the car, open her door, and escort her to the street where Dylan and his carriage are waiting. She smiles and squeezes my hand as I help her unto the carriage and take my seat beside her. The moon hangs full in a sky peppered with stars as the horse prances toward Athlone Castle.
We arrive just in time to board the Viking ship for a romantic moonlight sail along the Shannon. It’s a couples-only trip with a four-piece band playing sweet music on the deck. Daniela snuggles up to me as the cool river breeze turns her cheeks red.