by S. Moose
“That good, huh?” Seth laughs at me. I pick the fries off his plate and smile. “I mean, I can order more fries for you if you want.”
“I can’t,” I sigh. “I have to try and stay away from fried food. I mean yeah, I’m eating a ton of carbs, but I need to watch the fried food and snacks.”
“So no cheesecake?”
“Is cheesecake fried?” I glare at him.
Holding up his hands in defense, he laughs and lets me have a bite of his chicken sandwich.
A few hours pass and my exhaustion hits me. Falling asleep in the car, I feel Seth carrying me inside.
“I don’t want to be alone,” I mutter and hold onto his shirt.
“Okay.”
The comfort of my couch and best friend is what I need.
Bayleigh
I’M MAKING THE decision to go into the office once or twice a week. I will not and cannot be held captive inside.
Waking up a little earlier than Tyler, I shower and get ready. The shower feels nice and I feel a little more energize this morning. Pregnancy isn’t too bad. Walking out of the bathroom, I see him sitting on the bed and my eyes tell him not to start with me.
Backing off like he should, we get ready together and drive to work. His office isn’t too far so it’s not a hassle.
Walking in, I take the elevator to my office and breathe in a breath of delight. I’m back and feeling good. Touching my stomach, I smile. “Baby Scott, let’s be good today. Mama needs to do some work or else she’s going to go crazy.”
The elevator dings and I walk out towards my office. Mandy sees me and follows me inside.
“So, he let you out?”
“Yep,” I tell her. “I’m going to be here once or twice a week to start and we’ll go from there.”
“Good, sweetie. I’m glad.”
I turn on the computer and wait for Outlook to load while listening to Mandy talk about the wedding and her upcoming plans. She shows me cake designs and I’m starving again.
“When do you want to go try the cakes?”
“This weekend,” she tells me and I make a note in my phone about the tasting. “Maybe we can get lunch after?”
“Yeah, I like that idea.” Turning around, I open the latest email and my mouth drops. “Ball? A Christmas ball?”
“Oh yeah,” Mandy covers her mouth. “I totally forgot to tell you,” she groans.
“How the hell am I going to find a dress by next Saturday? That’s coming up and I’m gaining so much weight!”
“Oh hush. You’ll be fine. Just get a dress two and three sizes bigger. You’re going to be what a size eight or ten?”
“I guess.” I look down at my semi small bump and think I can pull it off. “Mall date tonight and you owe me lunch. I want to go to Biaggis.”
“It’s a date, sweetie.” She blows me a kiss and I get to work.
I let Tyler know about my plans and finish up my last meeting of the day. It feels good to be back and Baby Scott loves it too. Besides having to go to the bathroom every hour and eating more, I still feel relaxed and good.
I meet Mandy in the parking garage and we head to Eastview Mall to start our adventures of dress shopping.
First we stop at Macy’s and I immediately find five dresses I love. All are long, elegant and very flattering.
Bringing all the dresses with me, I walk out within a few minutes with a frown.
“And?”
“My boobs are playing peek-a-boo in all of these dresses! I can’t do strapless.” I pout and look at the three way mirror. Big mistake. “Holy hell! My hips are wide and good lord! Why are my boobs this big?”
“Come on sweetie, we’ll find you a dress.”
A few hours pass and finally I find a dress that’s classy on me and doesn’t make me look unpresentable. The loose fitting dress softly hugs my curves and covers my goodies. Although it’s not fully strapped, the Grecian look is beautiful and flattering on my chest. It’s not my first color of choice, but this emerald green looks nice on me. The beads add a nice touch and I already know the jewelry I’ll wear.
Heading back home, Tyler takes the dress and puts it in the closet. He has a concerned look on his face and I know where this is going.
“I don’t want you to go and be stressed out. There are going to be a lot of people and I don’t want you to feel overwhelmed.”
“I’ll be fine, okay?”
“Whatever you say,” he says in a defeated tone.
“I promise if I feel any pain or anything, we’ll leave.”
“Sounds good.” Tyler leans over and kisses my forehead. Pulling his face to mine, the urge between my legs alerts me of my need for him.
“Play time,” I smirk and he carries me upstairs for a night of love making and many orgasms.
***
FINISHING MY HAIR and makeup, a slight pain strikes my right side. Closing my eyes, I breathe through the pain.
Baby Scott, please not tonight.
Tonight they’re announcing the move with Tyler’s company and a scholarship in memory of Ryan. It’s a Christmas party and so many people have RSVP’d and made donations. The two powerhouses joining forces is making several stockholders happy, so they’re more than willing to come and donate. I can’t and won’t miss tonight. It’s all Tyler’s been thinking about and he wants to make sure he tells Ryan’s story perfectly.
The pain subsides and I quickly finish my hair and put on my dress. It takes a little longer because the pain’s back. Sitting on the bed, I take in a few more breaths.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Tyler asks, coming into the bedroom and kneeling down.
“Nothing,” I force a smile. “I’m good. Are you excited about tonight?”
“Yeah,” he kisses my hand. “I think it’s going to go well.”
“It will.” I touch his face and ask him to help with my zipper. Slipping on a pair of low heeled silver Kate Spade shoes, I look in the mirror and feel beautiful. I always considered myself pretty. Now it’s a different story. There’s a glow to me I never had before.
“You’re so beautiful.” Tyler kisses my bare shoulder and looks at me in the mirror. Our eyes meet and the desire to feel him inside me comes back. Honestly, we’ve had sex twice already. Pretty soon, I’m going to break him.
Mandy gasps and I look at her, seeing the phone in her hand and the tears in her eyes. “Damn my makeup,” she stomps her foot and looks at us again. “Seriously Bayleigh, you and mini you are precious.”
“Thanks,” I blush and turn back to Tyler.
“Okay let’s go! Come on!”
We get to The Woodcliff and mingle for a little while. Everyone’s dressed nicely and the fundraiser, along with the donation from the company, is going so well. So much money has been raised in Ryan’s honor to go for medical studies and hopefully doing more to save lives.
Standing by my handsome man’s side, people talked to Tyler about the memorial fund and smiled at me. It was nice to get away and feel like an adult.
Taking our seats, Damon talks into the microphone and calls for Tyler. I squeeze his hand and wish him luck. Watching him get grab the microphone, he greets everyone and thanks them for their generous donations.
“It means the world to me and my family. For those who didn’t know Ryan, my brother, you missed out. He was my best friend and his last days were spent with us, his family and friends. The tumor that took him has taken the lives of several. We can make a difference and promote early detection and help someone we love-like a brother, parents, or friend. Together we can make a difference. I know Ryan’s watching over us and smiling. He would hate this, but he’d know this is the right thing. So thank you again and please enjoy tonight.”
The cheers explode in the room. Standing up, Baby Scott and I do a little cheer for our guy.
Bayleigh
WAKING UP FROM a nice nap, I head to our soon-to-be baby’s nursery. Opening the door, I’m shocked. Tyler’s finishing up hanging a picture on the wall.
It’s a collage of us from when we were little up to now. The pictures tell our story and now we get to share it with our child. They’re going to know about our journey to love and we’ll teach Baby Scott the importance of love, patience, strength and faith. My hands cover my mouth and I’m standing frozen to my spot.
He turns around, feeling my stare, and smiles at me. “I know we didn’t talk about how we’d decorate the nursery, but come on it’s Winnie the Pooh. Remember? Our favorite when we were growing up. You loved Piglet and I was Pooh. Best friends no matter what.”
Can he be sweeter?
Going up to him, I wrap my arms around his waist and rest my head on his tight chest. “It’s perfect.” I look around and see the beautiful wooden oak changing table with a large dresser filled with pictures from our lives. There are blankets and onesies all over.
The thing that catches my eye is the rocking chair by the window. My hand graciously touches the mahogany wooden chair.
“I love this chair,” I whisper.
“When I saw it, I knew I had to get it. I can imagine you sitting there with our baby. You’ll be nursing our baby and I’ll watch you from the door. Everything’s going to be perfect.”
“So perfect,” I repeat. “You’re already spoiling me and our baby.”
Tyler leans forward and kisses the side of my head. “Baby, you haven’t seen anything yet.”
“But can we afford this?” He nods. “How?”
Nervously, he laughs. “I make a lot more than what I was making in California. We’re going to be good, Bay. Don’t worry about money.”
“Okay,” I smile, not wanting to ask any more questions. I make a nice amount as Damon’s personal assistant so I don’t want to know how much Tyler’s making. It’s probably high. If he says not to worry, then I won’t worry.
He wraps his arms around me and we stand in the middle of the room. This is the fairytale I want and never want to change.
“Do you know how bad you scare me?” he whispers into my hair. I don’t respond. “Everything about you is perfect. You coming back into my life brought me out of my funk and made me realize the man I want to be for you and Baby Scott. You scare me,” his voice is low. “Sometimes I feel like I’m dreaming and one day you’re going to be gone.”
“Don’t say that. I am not going anywhere. Baby Scott and I are here and we’re going to be a family.”
“I know,” he tells me. “I get it. You make me a better person and I’m going to fight every day to show you the man I promised I’d be.”
“Don’t put me on a pedestal.” Hearing him describe me is so hard. He’s talking as if he hasn’t changed me too. “Since you came into my life, things have been incredible. We’ve had our hard times, and we will always have some hard times. But I wouldn’t trade my life for anything else. You make me a better woman and I’m so proud to be yours.”
We stand in the middle of the nursery, with the sun shining in the room, and hold each other. Laying my head on his chest, I feel his chest rising and falling. Piece by piece, we’re getting stronger and our love is climbing another obstacle.
***
TODAY’S THE DAY we find out if we’re having a boy or girl. Lying on the table with Tyler on my side, Doctor Wells tells me to relax and our eyes are on the screen. Seeing Baby Scott on the screen is amazing.
“Hi baby,” I whisper. “It’s Mommy and Daddy.”
“Do you know yet?” he anxiously asks.
“Yes,” Doctor Wells answers. “Congratulations, you’re having a girl.”
“A girl?” I cry. “A girl.” I turn my head and see Tyler’s eyes fill with tears. “We’re having a girl.”
“She’s going to be the prettiest princess,” he tells me and kisses my hand. “My two girls.”
Tyler and I stare at the monitor before us. Our little girl is going to be beautiful. She’s going to have the best parents and people in her life. All I want is for her to be happy and live a life of love, happiness, and warmth. We’ll teach her about success and failures. She’ll know how to handle almost everything that comes her way. I’ll remind her to mind her father and remember she can always come to us for anything. Raising a girl will be different. She might be sensitive or carefree. Either way she’s going to be perfect because she’ll be our little girl.
Texting everyone that we’re having a girl once we get home, Tyler helps me inside and we relax on the couch.
“We don’t have a name yet.”
“I know,” he sighs. “We’ll have to figure that out. But shit, we’re having a girl and her heartbeat is strong. Things are going so well. I’m so happy, baby.”
“Me too,” I smile and touch my stomach. “Talk to her.”
Tyler leans down and presses his ear to my stomach. “Hi baby girl. This is your daddy. I hope you’re comfortable in mommy’s tummy. We can’t wait to see you. Today we found out you’re a girl. We don’t have a name yet, but soon we will. You’re going to be the prettiest princess and I promise we’ll be the best parents ever.”
“She’s going to have you wrapped around her finger.”
“I can almost guarantee it,” he laughs and kisses my stomach. “There will be rules when you come out.”
“Stop!” I yell.
Shaking my head, I kiss his forehead and we lie in silence, savoring the moment with our baby girl.
I can’t believe I’m having a girl. I’m not sure what to expect. All I want is a healthy baby and to give her the best life.
When we get home Tyler and I cook dinner and I can see the happiness in his eyes. Finding out we’re having a daughter changes everything. Even though I am pregnant and I’m starting to slowly show, finding out the sex makes it a little more real.
After we eat I settle on the couch while he does work and look at baby clothes. By the time I’m done I look at my cart online and my eyes go wide. Taking a little longer to decide if I’m going to buy all of this Tyler sits down and looks at my iPad.
“Buy it, baby.”
“It’s a lot,” I sigh. I know we can afford it, but I still want to be careful and not go overboard. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” he kisses the side of my head. “Anything for you and Baby Scott.”
I sigh. “Okay.”
Tyler
SINCE BAYLEIGH IS stuck in meetings with Damon and Seth, I’m taking Mandy out for lunch. It sucks everyone knew I was going to be a dad before I did. I get she was afraid to tell me. Not anymore. We’re going to be honest with one another and no more lies.
She walks into the sushi restaurant and sits down across from me. Since Bayleigh can’t have sushi, I have to eat with Mandy.
“Sushi, huh?” she says. “You know she’s going to be mad when she finds out. She’s craving it like no tomorrow.”
“Tough. She can’t have sushi or anything else that’ll harm our baby.”
“Our baby,” Mandy sighs. “I love hearing that. So glad you two finally got your shit together. But seriously Tyler, if you hurt her one more time I swear to God I will cut off your penis and dangle it in your face, then throw it outside and run it over with a lawn mower. Got it?”
The visual of my penis being cut off and mutilated is going to give me fucking nightmares. No man should ever have to listen to talk about his precious member being injured.
“Thanks for that,” I cough, “painful reminder, Mandy. You don’t have to worry. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Are you sure? And did you get Anna pregnant?”
“Fuck no. I used a condom.”
“Ha, like you did with Bayleigh.” I stop mid chew and look at her, trying to remember that night.
“I didn’t. Then how did she get pregnant?” I let this sink in. I know she didn’t plan on getting pregnant. I would have come back regardless. Would she have done this on purpose to win me back?
Heading home, I walk inside to find a sleeping Bayleigh with a very low cut tank top and no bottoms.
Leaning down, I kiss her forehe
ad and her eyes flutter open. “Hi.”
“Hi handsome.” She stretches and I can’t help but look at her boobs. “Stop looking! I hate how big my boobs are now! Do you know I’m a thirty four D! I miss my C cups.”
“I’m going to have fun with these,” I laugh, lightly touching her, feeling her body shiver under my touch. “After all this time, I still love getting this reaction from you.”
“Only you,” she smiles again. “Are you hungry? I’m starving.”
“Ah,” I guiltily answer. “I’m good actually. Big lunch.”
She leans over and sniffs. “You had sushi! You bastard! No, you are not allowed to have anything I can’t have. Since I’m pregnant, you are too!”
“What?”
“You heard me,” she snarls at me. “I want sushi and wine and just bad, bad food. So if I have to be careful, so do you.”
“But I’m not . . .”
“What?” She shrieks. “Not what, Tyler?”
“I’m going to eat whatever you eat, baby.”
“Good answer.” I watch her get up and move upstairs.
“Baby, can you not wear that in the house. What if someone else came in?”
“Like who? Plus, it’s hot as shit in here!”
I rub my temples and pray her mood swings don’t last too long or else I’m going to lose it.
Not sure if I want to ask her this question because I know she’ll most likely rip my head off. I have to know. “Bay?”
“What?”
“That night we had sex and made Baby Scott,” I start to say and she looks at me.
“I wasn’t on the pill. I didn’t want to stop and have you get a condom. It was dumb on both of our parts. I wished we were more careful, but then again I’m not.”
“I’m not either,” I tell her, and watch her climb up the stairs.
When I got back from lunch with Mandy, I researched pregnancy and where she should be at. Everything she’s doing shows she’s four months pregnant, sixteen weeks, and we should be feeling her move soon.
