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Hi, my name is Z
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 | Learn to Rush[05] |
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 4.56 with 9 vote(s)
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| Created: 2009-01-20 15:01:29 |
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"Z?"
"Hm?"
I opened my eyes and looked at Baby who was laying on top of me. She closed her eyes and turned onto her side. She let out a sigh of relief.
"Sorry," she muttered, "The baby was kicking and it hurt. Just a little."
Baby kept her eyes closed. I smiled a little as her face grew peaceful and her breathing even. She fell asleep so easily now. I let Baby nestle herself into me, her face hidden under my chin. I gently pressed my hand to Baby's stomach. Sure enough, there was a little kick. It felt like a foot. I smiled and rested my cheek on top of Baby's head as our child moved around inside of her, kicking and rolling over.
Could life get much better then this?
As much as I didn't want to admit it I knew that I was deeper in love. I would still love Baby most but maybe I wouldn't. Maybe there was a possibility that I would love Alice more then her. It didn't seem likely at all but maybe I could, maybe I WILL. Alice is the closest thing I have to being part of me...of her belonging to me. In a way Alice will be mine. My blood, my DNA, and she's just mine. That's all that matters.
Baby muttered something in her sleep. I felt her hand curl around mine that was still rested on her stomach. I kissed the top of her head and felt the baby kick.
I was going to have to do it soon. She was five in a half months, and I can't wait any longer. I looked over at the drawer connected to my bedside table. My door opened and mom walked in. I raised an eyebrow before my eyes flicked to Baby and back up to hers. Mom smiled before nodding her head towards my bedside table. I closed my eyes and opened them again. She nodded and walked over to Baby. She nudged her gently on the shoulder. Baby's eyes snapped open.
"You have to come down stairs please, darling. Your mother needs to talk to you about something." mom told her with a smile.
"I don't want to see my mum. I'm mad at her." Baby said making a face before locking her hands around my neck.
"Go on Baby, it could be important. The doctor calls your mum's house, remember?" I whispered in her ear.
Baby's eyes grew wide with alarm and her eyes flickered down to her stomach, were both of our hands rested. She nodded with a sigh and mom helped her to sit up and get off of me. I smiled at her as she walked out of the room, chewing her lip.
I jumped off the bed as soon as the door closed. I was on my knees by the bed and anybody who looked through the window probably would think I was praying. I yanked open the drawer on my bedside table. I moved aside the papers that were inside of it. I finally found the black velvet box that I was looking for. I pulled it out and sat down on the floor before opening it.
There nestled in the fabric was the ring. My heart started pumping just thinking about it. I had the ring matching it on my own hand right now and Baby hadn't noticed it. It didn't' surprise me though, she was all wrapped up in the baby so I didn't mind. I closed the box and shoved it in my pocket before getting up. I crossed the room and followed Baby down the stairs.
She was heading down there to try on a very large wedding dress...she wouldn't know it until I had proposed, though.
The wedding would be ready in a couple of weeks. That's what mom and Mrs. Reader have been working on for the past five in a half months. A little more time then needed I think, but whatever. Baby was going to want to help so that's why I got them to do it early. I don't want her getting to exhausted. She gets tired just going up and down the stairs which is why I plan on moving with her into the living room.
I took a deep breath and headed down the stairs and I could hear Baby asking,
"Wait. What? A dress?" |
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