by Lynn, Sandi
“Connor’s going to be ecstatic. I can’t wait to see the look on his face when I tell him!”
I went back to the penthouse and laid down for a nap. I put my hands on my stomach and smiled. I couldn’t believe there was a baby growing inside me. This was perfect timing. Connor’s birthday was in a few days and telling him he was going to be a father will be the best present for him. I finally fell asleep when I felt warm lips traveling across my face. I opened my eyes as Connor was staring at me.
“Are you okay, baby? You’re starting to worry me with all these naps you’ve been taking lately.”
“I promise you that I’m perfectly fine, and there’s no need to worry about me.” I smiled. I pulled him on top of me and we made love before dinner. It was the best way to distract him from my naps.
* * *
It was Connor’s birthday, and I couldn’t wait to give him his gift and tell him the news. It was so hard to keep my pregnancy a secret from him. I woke him up the way any man would want to be woken up. He opened his eyes and smiled as he looked down at me.
“Happy Birthday, my love,” I smiled as I took him in my mouth.
“You’re a very naughty girl, but thank you,” he moaned
I made sure that he was well taken care of, and that his day started off just right. I told him to stay put as I got up, walked to the dresser, and pulled a box from the drawer. I handed it to him and told him to open it. A grin graced his face as he took the watch he wanted out of the box.
“I love it, Ellery. Thank you,” he said as he kissed me.
“You better love it since it’s the one you picked out.”
“Oh, is that so?” HE laughed as he pinned me to the bed and started tickling me.
I laughed and squirmed as I tried to make him stop. He finally did stop but only after I told him I was going to pee in the bed. I looked at him as he laid there smiling at me.
“I have another present for you.”
“Babe, the watch was enough,” he said as he stroked my hair.
“I racked my brain, trying to figure out what to get the man who has everything in the world. Then suddenly, a gift, something you don’t already have, fell right into my lap.” I grinned.
“Oh, really? What is it?”
I brought the back of my hand to his face and stroked it up and down as I stared into his eyes.
“I’m pregnant, Connor. You’re going to be a daddy.”
He looked at me as tears formed in his eyes.
“What? Are you 100% sure, Elle?”
“Yes, Connor. I had the blood work done, and Dr. Taub confirmed it. Happy Birthday, Daddy.”
He jumped up and grabbed me. “I can’t believe this. The doctor said it would take a year to conceive a child. How far along are you?”
“Dr. Taub said that I’m about eight weeks along. The way I calculated it, we got pregnant on our wedding night.”
Connor hugged me tight.
“That explains why you haven’t been feeling well and taking so many naps. Thank you, baby. This is the best birthday I’ve ever had,” he whispered as he kissed me. “I can’t believe I’m going to be a father.” We made love for a couple of hours and then headed to the beach house for Connor’s birthday party.
Chapter 31
Connor
It was the best birthday I’d ever had. We celebrated at the beach house with about seventy close friends and family members. I made the announcement about Ellery’s pregnancy, and the whole room beamed with excitement. I still couldn’t believe it myself, and every time I looked at her, she was glowing. Ellery had arranged it so the party was mainly outside between the patio and the beach. It was a beautiful summer evening. When the last of the guests left, Ellery turned and looked at me.
“I’m exhausted,” she said as she fell into my arms.
“Thank you for the wonderful party.” I kissed her on top of her head.
“Have I told you lately that I love you?” She smiled as she looked up at me.
“You tell me every day over and over again.” I smiled back as I picked her up. I held her as she wrapped her legs around me and grinned.
“I love you, and I will never let you go. We are forever, Mrs. Black, and nothing will ever change that.” I kissed her as I carried her into the house and upstairs to bed.
* * *
Over the next couple of months, I watched Ellery’s belly grow. She was just as beautiful pregnant. She was happy and had a glow about her that was felt every time she entered the room. I was lying in bed, checking my emails when she came from the bathroom and climbed in next to me. She looked at me and pouted. I cocked my head and raised my eyebrow.
“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
“I’m craving some rocky road ice cream, and we don’t have anymore.”
“Ellery, it’s eleven o’clock at night. Do you really need it that badly?” I asked.
“I’m pregnant with your child, and our child wants rocky road ice cream. What do you want me to do, starve the baby to death?”
“So, what you’re saying is, if I don’t go and get you rocky road ice cream, our baby will starve?”
She nodded her head and pushed out her bottom lip. I nipped at it as she smiled.
“I’ll be right back,” I said as I got out of bed and put on some clothes. I ran to the corner store and grabbed a gallon of rocky road ice cream. I arrived back at the penthouse, went to the kitchen to get a spoon, and walked to the bedroom only to find Ellery sound asleep. I stared at her and shook my head. I took the ice cream to the kitchen and put it in the freezer for tomorrow. I climbed into bed and snuggled against her back, putting my arm around her and softly stroking her belly.
* * *
The alarm went off, and I reached over and patted the empty side of the bed. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. I laid there for a minute and took in the aroma of something delicious baking. It smelled like banana bread. I got up, put on my pajama bottoms, and walked down to the kitchen. I stopped in the doorway as Ellery was bent over, pulling something from the oven.
“Is that banana bread I smell?” I asked with a smile.
“Yes. I made it just for you, babe. I got the recipe from Claire.”
I walked over and cupped her face in my hands. “Thank you, sweetheart, and good morning,” I whispered as I kissed her.
“Don’t thank me yet until you taste it. I can’t promise it’ll be any good.”
I put my forehead against hers. “It’ll be the best banana bread that I’ve ever tasted. Please don’t tell Claire I said that.”
I put my hands on Ellery’s belly, knelt down, and kissed our baby. “Good morning to you too little one,” I said.
Ellery ran her fingers through my hair as I had my ear pressed against her belly. Suddenly, I felt something kick against me.
“Did you feel that, Connor?!” Ellery asked with excitement.
“I sure did!” I smiled as I stood up. To be able to feel our baby moving inside Ellery was the most amazing feeling. I took her in my arms and embraced her. “I love you, Ellery Black.”
“I love you more, and so does our baby,” she whispered as she buried her head into my neck.
I poured a cup of coffee as she sliced the bread and placed it on the table. “Are we going to the doctor’s office together or are you meeting me there?” she asked.
“I’ll have Denny pick you up first and then stop by the office to get me. We’ll go together. Are you sure you want to find out the sex of the baby?” I asked her.
“I thought we talked about this, Connor, and you said you wanted to find out?”
“I do, babe. I just want to make sure that you really want to find out,” I said as I took a bite of banana bread. It was delicious, just like Claire’s. “This is excellent, Elle. I love it.”
“You’re not just saying that, are you?” she asked tilting her head to the side.
“No, I swear. I love
it.”
I finished my bread and coffee and looked at my watch. “Shit, I’m going to be late for my meeting,” I said just as Denny stepped into the kitchen. “Perfect timing, Denny. We have to roll or I’m going to be late.”
I walked over to Ellery and kissed her goodbye, making sure to bend down and kiss her growing belly. “I’ll see both of you in a few hours.”
“Bye, babe. We’ll see you later.” She smiled.
* * *
We sat in the room and waited for Dr. Keller to come in. Ellery sat on the table, and I sat in the chair beside her. I held her hand and looked around at the pictures on the wall of the development stages of a baby, growing inside a mother’s womb. It was a miracle to me. It was something that I’d never thought of before, not even when Cassidy was pregnant with Camden. Dr. Keller walked into the room and told Ellery to lay herself down on the table. She pulled up her shirt to expose her baby belly as he squeezed some gel from a bottle onto her stomach. He turned the monitor on and started moving the wand around her stomach. I gasped when I saw our baby for the first time. Ellery looked at me, and a single tear fell from her eye. I squeezed her hand gently as I wiped her tear with my other hand. The doctor pointed out the baby’s heartbeat, fingers, and toes as he took measurements.
“Would you like to know the sex of your baby?” Dr. Keller asked.
“Yes, we would, doctor.” Ellery smiled.
“Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Black, you’re having a girl.”
Ellery looked at me and smiled. “We’re having a girl, Connor!”
“I couldn’t be happier,” I said as I kissed her.
Dr. Keller handed Ellery a towel to wipe off the gel, congratulated us, and left the room. I helped her up off the table and hugged her.
“I can’t believe I’m going to have a daughter,” I spoke.
We left the doctor’s office and walked down the street to a local deli for a late lunch. We sat the table and looked at the menus.
“I can’t decide what I want,” Ellery said.
“You love their chicken sandwiches.”
“I know, but I want something to go with it. I’m starving.”
The waitress came by to take our orders. Ellery told me to order first as she was still deciding. I ordered the turkey sandwich on wheat bread. The waitress looked over at Ellery.
“I’ll have the chicken sandwich, a bowl of French onion soup, and the chef’s salad with Italian dressing. Oh, and throw in an order of French fries.” She grinned.
I looked at her in horror. “Are you seriously going to eat all that?” I asked when the waitress walked away.
“I sure am. Why? Do you have a problem with what I ordered?” she asked with an attitude.
“No, I don’t have a problem with anything. It’s just…”
“Just what, Connor?!” she snapped.
“I just don’t want you to get sick from eating too much,” I whispered across the table.
She was sensitive these days, and I really needed to watch what I said. Cassidy already warned me about the hormones that come with the pregnancy. She wouldn’t look at me. I pissed her off with a simple question. I reached over the table and grabbed her hand.
“Baby, look at me,” I said. She was looking off to the side and refused to turn her head. “Ellery, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean anything by my question.”
“Bullshit, Connor! You were implying that I’m fat because of what I ordered,” she snapped as she stared at me.
“No, I wasn’t. I just don’t want you to overeat and get sick,” I said trying to diffuse the situation.
The waitress brought our food and set the feast in front of Ellery. I couldn’t look at her because I would’ve started laughing. I thanked the waitress and reached over to take a French fry from Ellery’s plate. She smacked my hand. She ate everything in front of her and then took a three hour nap when we got home.
* * *
I walked up the steps and stopped in the doorway of the bedroom that we were converting into a nursery. The room was empty as all the furniture had already been moved out. Ellery stood in the middle of the room, staring at the walls.
“What are you doing, babe?” I asked.
“I’m deciding what mural to paint on the wall.”
I walked into the room and wrapped my arms around her waist. “Anything you paint will be beautiful.”
“I’ve given a lot of thought to this, and I want our daughter to have angels watching over her, like they’ve watched over me. I’m going to paint a mural on the ceiling of clouds and angels. That way she’ll be protected while she sleeps.”
“That sounds beautiful, Ellery. Are you sure you’re going to be able to paint the ceiling? Do you want me to hire someone to help you?”
“No, silly, you’re going to help me,” she said.
“Me? I don’t know the first thing about painting,” I told her.
“I’ll teach you. Think of how fun it’ll be; just the two of us painting our daughter’s bedroom together.”
She was so excited to have me help her that I couldn’t tell her otherwise. I smiled and told her I couldn’t wait. She put her hands on my arms and started stroking them softly. “I’m horny,” she blurted out.
“What?” I laughed. I thought she was joking until she turned around and started unbuttoning my pants.
“Let’s have sex and then we have to go to the paint store,” she said.
“Okay, if that’s what you want to do, here in this room, where our baby is going to sleep.”
“Oh, stop it, Connor. Live a little, and make love to me,” she said as she pulled me to the floor.
After we made love, we got dressed and we drove to look at paint colors. I really didn’t know much about it because I always hired people to do the painting for me. Being that Ellery was an artist, she knew all about paint. It was fun watching her looking at the different colors and trying to decide which ones were better. She was so serious about it. She would ask me my input about the colors, and when I told her what I thought, she’d tell me to be quiet because I didn’t know what I was talking about. I rolled my eyes and walked away. She finally made a decision on what colors she wanted. I kissed her and told her they were beautiful. I asked the store to deliver the paint to the penthouse the next day.
Ellery was in bed reading a book when I came up from my office downstairs. I stood in the doorway and stared at her. All you saw was her huge belly and her book that was resting upon it. She looked up and smiled. “What are you doing just standing there?” she asked.
“I’m just admiring the most beautiful woman in the world,” I said as I took off my clothes and climbed in next to her. I leaned over and kissed her belly. “Hi, little one, it’s your daddy. I wanted to tell you that you’re one lucky girl to have the most beautiful mommy in the world.”
“Connor, stop. You’re making me cry,” she said as she ran her fingers through my hair.
“I’m only telling her the truth.”
“I can’t wait to see what she looks like,” Ellery said.
“I already know,” I said as I sat up and faced her. I ran one finger by her eye. “She’ll have your ice blue eyes and your cute little nose,” I said as I ran my finger down to her lips. “She’ll have your lips and your smile. I’ll have to keep her locked up in the house because all the boys will melt when she smiles at them.”
Ellery flinched and put both hands on her belly. “Ellery, what’s wrong?” I said, panicking.
“The baby kicked. Here,” she said as she took my hand and placed it on the side of her stomach. She smiled at me and bit her bottom lip as I felt the baby kicking. She laid herself down on her side, and I did the same, facing her. I kept my hand on her stomach as she stroked my fingers with hers. I leaned closer and kissed her good night.
* * *
It was Saturday morning, and I awoke to the birds chirping outside my window. I got out of bed and headed to the kitchen for some coffee. Claire was making breakfast,
Ellery was at the table, drinking juice, and Denny was reading the paper.
“Morning everyone.” I smiled.
“Good morning, babe. Don’t forget that after breakfast we’re going to start painting the nursery,” she said.
I heard Denny chuckle. I walked over and gave Ellery as kiss. “What’s so funny, Denny?” I asked as I sat down next to him.
“I just can’t imagine you painting. Do you even know how to hold a paint brush?” he asked.
“That’s very funny, Denny,” I snarled.
“He’ll be fine. I’ll teach him.” Ellery smiled.
“Ellery, I know how to hold a paint brush,” I growled.
“I’m sure you do, babe.”
We finished breakfast, and I went upstairs to change into some old clothes. I walked into the nursery, and Ellery was up on the ladder. I almost had a heart attack.
“Ellery Rose Black, get off that ladder, right now!” I commanded.
“How do you expect me to paint the mural on the ceiling if I’m on the floor?”
“What if you fall and hurt yourself or the baby.”
“I’m not going to fall, Connor. I’ve painted many ceilings.”
“God, Elle, you make me nervous.”
“Stop it, and go start painting that wall over there,” she said.
I took the roller, rolled it in the pan filled with paint, and started rolling the wall with it. It wasn’t too long before Ellery came over and took it from me.
“Connor, let me show you the proper way to paint a wall,” she said as she took the roller from my hand. There was nothing sexier than watching the mother of my child paint a wall. She held out her hand to me, and I took it.
“We can do this, babe. You and me.” She smiled.
I nodded my head as I took the paint roller from her.
We painted all day, and when we stopped, we stood in the middle of the room and looked around. The mint green walls were painted to perfection, and the part of the ceiling that Ellery painted looked phenomenal. She kissed me on the cheek.
