by S. Moose
“Fine,” he sighs. “Whatever you want. I’m calling movers tomorrow to get your things. For now we’ll sleep here and tomorrow will start a new day for us.”
“Sounds perfect.”
Kissing my lips again, we lie down on my bed. Curling up in his arms and throwing one leg over him, he softly sings me a song and my eyes get heavy.
“Sweet dreams, Bay.” His hand rests on my stomach. “Goodnight my precious baby.”
Oh, be still my heart.
Waking up the next morning to texts from Mandy makes me smile. The girl is relentless.
Mandy: Spa day please!
Mandy: Wake up! Seriously I’m in desperate need of a girl’s day. It’ll be on Damon.
Mandy: If you don’t wake up I’m going to find a new best friend!
Me: You love me. And sure to the spa day. Let me get ready!
Mandy: Be there in 30
Getting out of bed, I head to the bathroom and find a Post-It Note on the mirror.
Baby,
Have a great day. I love you more than life itself and I’m thrilled to be a dad. I can’t wait to see you tonight. Sorry I left without saying bye. Please know I’ll be thinking about you all day.
I love you,
Tyler
After taking a shower and throwing on a black maxi skirt, a tank and cardigan I grab my purse and go downstairs. The doorbell rings and I answer it. Surprised to see who is on the other side.
“Hi, Bayleigh.”
“Hey, Serena. Come in.” I let her in and shut the door. “Tyler’s already in the office.”
“I know.”
“Oh, okay. So what’s up?”
I’m not going to lie, this is weird. I’m not sure why she’s in my apartment or how she got in. Maybe someone let her? She doesn’t look crazy.
“I wanted to know if we could talk.”
“Sure.” I lead her to the couch and we sit down. “Can I get you anything? Coffee? Tea?”
“No, no. I’m okay.” She breathes and I can tell she’s nervous from the way she’s playing with her hands and won’t look at me.
“You don’t have to be nervous.”
“Well,” she starts to say. “I know. I came over today hoping we can be friends. I’ve decided to move to Rochester and work alongside Tyler. Working with him is great and I’m learning more here than in California. Plus, with my relationship with Chad going downhill, I don’t want to go back. My family lives in Pennsylvania and I want to be close to them too. I didn’t want you to think I’m moving because of Tyler. Well, I mean I am, just not in that way. I don’t have feelings for him. I love him like a brother.”
I listen to what she’s telling me and believe her. It must take a lot of courage for her to come over and talk to me. She didn’t have to either and I respect her for talking to me.
“I’m really happy you came to me and we’re talking. I won’t lie, you intimidate me. You know things about Tyler he won’t tell me.”
“Only his emotions. He doesn’t want you to feel guilty. I know you guys are in a good spot and congratulations.”
“Thank you.” Tyler just found out and he already told Serena. I take a few calming breaths. He’s not keeping the baby a secret, so there’s a plus. He’s excited and wants people to know. That’s normal.
“Please know we’re best friends like you and Ryan were.”
My icy eyes look at her. Slight bits of anger and annoyance goes through me. She shouldn’t compare my relationship with Ryan to hers with Tyler.
“That’s not what I meant. I’m not going to fall in love with him.” She slaps her hand to her head. “Okay, this isn’t going the way I want it to. I just want you to know that I want to be friends since I’m best friends with Tyler. I’d like us to be civil if that’s okay.”
“Yeah, I’d like that too.” I mean what I say. She hasn’t done anything wrong. I should be thankful someone like her was by his side to comfort him when I couldn’t. Clearly she’s not a threat and I should be more secure with my relationship.
“Do you want to come hang out with me and Mandy today?”
“If you’re sure?”
“Yeah,” I tell her. “It’ll be nice to get to know you more.” I smile and she returns the gesture.
Mandy comes to get us and we head to La Bella Salon for a day of pampering.
“Are you sure this is okay?”
I look at Serena and nod. “Of course. You’re missing one day of work. Mandy misses most days too.”
“Hey! I have a wedding to plan and I mean hello, I’m dating the boss, so it’s not like I’m taking advantage or anything.” She smirks and pulls into the spa parking lot.
Getting out of the car, we head inside and check in with the front desk staff. The spa is nice inside and the ambience is relaxing. There’s soft music playing in the background and an assortment of teas and cucumber infused water is available for us.
I love coming in the spa, especially with friends, and letting go of the stress. It’s nice to take some time to myself once in a while and forget about the outside world. I’m usually not one to always be here, but I’ll admit it’s nice to have this.
Tyler
BY THE TIME Bayleigh and I are in bed, I see her yawning and curling by my side. Stroking her arm up and down, I hear her sighing.
“Did you have fun at the spa?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s all you have to say?”
“Serena and I are becoming friends. I like her,” she tells me and I listen. “She doesn’t want me to think she’s moving here because of you and I believe her. I think part of me is jealous because she saw a side of you I want to see.”
“What do you mean?”
“When we broke up and you went back to California,” she sighs. “I don’t know, Tyler. It makes me sad that you were so upset over us and part of me feels guilty.”
Turning over on my side, placing my hand on hers, I look in her eyes and find peace. This is the only place I want to be. Despite our past and mistakes, we’re here now and that’s what matters.
“It kind of upsets me you told Serena right away about Baby Scott. I know you’re excited and that’s great.”
“She’s my best friend.”
“I know that. I’m reminded a lot that she was there for you and helped you.”
I’m listening to her and make sure I didn’t hear anything incorrectly. To be honest I never thought my friendship with Serena would cause issues. It’s true she was there for me and I appreciate everything she’s done. I don’t look at her with romance and love the way I do Bayleigh.
“Baby, you are it for me. I know it’s hard to understand, and accept. Serena is only a friend. I see her like my little sister.”
“I know.”
I kiss her forehead and whisper how much I love her. As much as I want to bring up Ryan, I don’t.
“Please know how much I love you.”
“I know. I love you too.”
Kissing her again, I tell her to go to sleep. As she drifts off to sleep, I hold her tighter in my arms and all I can see is the three of us and our lives together. Having a baby changes things, and all for the good. It’s making me want to be a better man and I want to do everything I can to make sure they’re both okay.
The next day I’m off from work and the movers are bringing all of Bayleigh’s things over. Luckily, the landlord let Mandy out of the lease early without any penalties.
Slowly, the boxes are filling up. It’s making my heart happy knowing she’s officially staying here and we’re living together again.
For the first time in a while, I have a home again and it’s with the love of my life. My heart feels full. Right here under the roof I grew up, I have everything I want. Seeing how happy she is makes me hopeful and she’s not experiencing any more pain.
Leaving her in our bedroom, decorating and putting up pictures, I head to Ryan’s old room and look around. The movers took out the furniture and now the room is e
mpty. It hurt to see his things go, but I know it’s the right thing. I talked to my mom about it and she agrees. As much as we miss him, we can’t keep his things as a shrine. He’s in heaven now and with my dad.
Walking into the room, I stand by the window and look at the space. I can do so much to this room and decorate for Baby Scott. Even though it’s early, I still want to get things started. I can’t help picturing her sitting in a rocking chair, hands on her stomach, and she’s singing a lullaby.
Life is good and nothing can hurt us.
Leaving the room, I make my way back to our bedroom and smile at the sight before me. She’s standing in front of the mirror and there’s a smile on her face. Looking down at her stomach, and even though she’s not fully showing, you can tell she’s pregnant. I love the small bump she’s carrying.
When her eyes meet mine, the smile on her face brightens up the room. God, I love this woman. She’s going to be an amazing mom. Her fight and heart are so strong. The smile on her face grows. I’ve been waiting so long for this day.
“You look beautiful, baby.”
“Thank you.” She looks in the mirror again and smiles. “We’re a family.”
Family.
When I wake up, I find a sleeping Bayleigh looking peaceful. One hand is resting on her stomach and the other hand is tucked underneath her pillow. I stare at her for as long as I can, taking in this quiet moment without any interruptions. It’s just us.
An idea comes to my head and I gently shake her.
Slowly, her eyes open and a smile spreads on her face. “Good morning.”
Leaning down to kiss her, I smile back. “Morning. I know it’s early. Do you want to cook breakfast together?”
“Yeah. I’d like that.”
We both get out of bed and I watch her put on a robe. She takes my hand and we head downstairs together.
I get out the ingredients we need, eggs, bacon, butter and jam, and reach over to get the loaf of bread.
Back when we had an apartment together, cooking was something we enjoyed doing together. It was nice to be next to her and talk about anything that comes to our mind.
“I’m going to work half a day in the office and come home. I think it’ll be good to do that for a while.”
“Okay that sounds good. I want to start looking at some things we can buy for Baby Scott.”
“I’d rather you not drive,” I tell her as I’m cracking the eggs into a mixing bowl. “Please have someone drive you.”
“I’m not helpless.”
“I know that,” I tell her while mixing the eggs. “I want you to be safe. Is that okay?”
“Let me drive for a few more weeks and then we can carpool will that be okay?”
“No.”
She eyes me and a flicker of anger hits her face. “I am not a child, Tyler. I will be fine. I will drive for another week then we can drive together. Do not take away my independence.”
“Fine. But any sign of pain or discomfort and that’s it. You will not be driving. Understood?”
She smiles and leans in to kiss me. “Yep!” Grabbing the mixing bowl from me she looks around the kitchen. “Can you grab me another pan so we can make the bacon?”
“Yeah, no problem.” I hand her a pan and she smiles, taking the pan from me. “Are you feeling better? You seem to have more energy and food isn’t making you sick.”
“Surprisingly yes I am feeling better. Maybe it’s a sign,” she winks and goes back to cooking.
Quietly sitting at the table and finishing our breakfast, I give her a kiss and head out for work.
Tyler
FINISHING BOOKING OUR plane tickets to Colorado, I make sure the bags are packed and I have everything I need before our flight tomorrow morning.
It’s Thanksgiving this week and a trip to visit our parents is needed. Plus, they should know about their first grandchild soon. I know Bayleigh wants to see them. Between my schedule and hers it’s tough to find the time.
Luckily, Damon is going out of town as well and rescheduled all of his appointments so he doesn’t need her in the office.
The next few days are going to be nice and relaxing-just what we both need. Between getting her things moved in, reorganizing the house and looking for things for Baby Scott, things are busy around here.
Getting dinner quickly made, I pull out fresh squeezed orange juice from the fridge and pour some in a glass for her. My phone rings, and it’s a text from Bayleigh.
Bay: Stuck in traffic on 590 ugh
Me: Just be safe
Bay: I’m so tired and I have more work to do
Me: Everything okay?
Bay: Yeah, just a long day. I’ll be home soon
Seeing the word home still gets me crazy. While waiting for Bayleigh, I settle on the couch and watch TV, continually checking the time and news. There’s an accident causing backup and instantly the hairs on my neck rise.
Me: Still in traffic?
Bay: No luckily I’m out of that clusterfuck. Should be home in 5
Compared to me, Bayleigh’s a safe driver, but it’s everyone else I don’t trust. Accidents seem to happen every day in this town and it pisses me off. It’s not hard to pay attention to the road. There are other fucking lives besides yours.
When Bayleigh walks in the door, I greet her with a hug and kiss. “Come on, let’s get you fed.”
“Okay,” she laughs and we walk into the kitchen.
“How are you feeling? You should be what,” I count in my head and approximate the time, “almost fifteen weeks?”
“Close. Almost fourteen weeks.”
“You’re so small. Are you eating?”
“I mean, yeah.” she answers. “Between yoga and my walks, I guess I’m going to be a fit mom.”
“I don’t care about you staying small. I want you and Baby Scott to be okay. You need to gain weight.”
She rolls her eyes and scoops a healthy portion of pasta on her plate and takes two pieces of chicken. “This is like two servings, so hush and I’m eating. I’m not worried about gaining weight and I know I have to be healthy, so don’t lecture me.”
I back off and make my plate. I don’t want to fight and tell her what to do. She knows what’s important and doesn’t need to be reminded.
“Well as long as you’re getting what you need, then I’m happy.”
“Good,” she smiles. “Tell me about your day.”
We finish dinner and drive to Pittsford to the canal for a walk. Looking at the couples with their kids and dogs gives me an idea.
“What do you think about getting a dog?”
“Not yet,” she says and leans on my shoulder while we sit down on a bench and look at the canal. “I want to have a family dog, but a dog Baby Scott picks if that’s okay.”
I kiss her forehead. “Yes. That’s fine, anything you want.”
Looking down at her stomach, I see the small bump and my heart soars. I hope she starts to fully show soon and we can find out if we’re having a boy or girl. We haven’t talked about if we should find out now or later.
When we get home and get into bed, she curls up in my arms and softly she moans in relaxation.
“Tyler?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“I made an appointment with Doctor Wells for after Thanksgiving. I want to find out if we’re having a boy or girl. I think it’ll be fun to know so we can be prepared. I’m itching to buy Baby Scott clothes and decorate the nursery.”
I roll over to face her. “I think that’s a great idea. I can’t wait to find out what we’re having.”
“Me too.”
Touching her stomach, I think about holding our baby. It’s a surreal feeling and even though it scares the shit out of me, it’s something I’m looking forward to.
“Go to sleep. We have a long day tomorrow.”
“Okay.” A smile plays on her face and she gets comfortable in my arms. “I love you.”
“I love you more.”
Rushin
g to the airport the next morning nearly kills us. After listening to Bayleigh whine about traveling and her morning sickness, we finally make it to the airport and get boarded.
“Oh fancy,” she remarks. “First class.”
“It’s a long flight,” I tell her and make sure she’s comfortable.
“Jesus, stop that,” she hisses at me. “I’m an adult, you dork.”
“Fine.”
The flight attendant announces we’ll be departing and to get comfortable. I look outside and see small flakes. I can’t wait to see snow and enjoy the cold. Being spoiled with the nice weather in California, I’m ready for winter.
The flight goes smoothly and Bayleigh’s asleep most of the time. Lightly shaking her, I see her eyes flutter open and she stretches in the seat.
“I can never go back to coach.”
“Yeah, first class is nice.”
She looks around and raises an eyebrow. Leaning over to me she whispers, “Mile. High. Club.”
My cock wakes up in delight and I look around. There’s no way we can pull this off without getting caught. People are minding their own business, but I’m sure if they see two people getting up at the same time they’ll know.
“Baby as much as I’d like that, it can’t happen.”
She waves me off and begins gagging. I rush out of my seat and help her up, looking for an attendant.
“My fiancée is getting sick. Please can we use the bathroom? She’s pregnant.”
“Oh my,” the attendant says. “Of course, please go. I’ll have water waiting for her.”
“Thank you so much,” I frantically answer and rush her into the bathroom. Locking the door, I turn around and feel her boobs against my chest and her hand in my sweatpants.
“Good idea on wearing these. Easy access.” She fists my cock in her hand and rubs it up and down.
“Fuck,” I mutter.
A knock on the door gets my attention. “Sir, is everything okay?”
“She’s throwing up. Can you please give us a moment?” I yell. “Please.”
“Okay, sir.”
