It's Called Leap of Faith - [Daniel Ricciardo]

50. The Grand Final (Abu Dhabi) pt. 2

A/N: I know I said 'one more to go' ... BUT. The final chapter is so long. Like too long.

SO now I'm saying it again. ONE MORE TO GO - after this. Part 3 is coming soon.

Sorry if there's lots of spelling errors, I didn't have time to go trough this. Bare with me.

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Elza's POV

September, 2023

The best part about the end of September was that we had finally passed the hottest period of summer. It meant, I could finally dig out some cozy and big knitwear. Sweaters were my friends. Especially now that my little bump was starting to show and I had to find ways to hide it at the office.

"Babe! Can you come here?" I yelled from the upstairs and not too many moments later I saw Mathias appearing to our bedroom door with a coffee cup in his hands. "Can you tell I'm pregnant?" I asked, turning around in front of the mirror.

"No, but I wish I could," he said, leaning against the wall looking annoyingly good. Like I just couldn't resist the man when he's wearing suit pants and white dress shirt. Which he did almost every day when we went to the office. Or when he went. Being the CEO allowed him to do whatever he wanted. So it was only me who had to go to the office everyday. That's completely beside the point, pregnancy brains.

"Not yet, but I do have a feeling someone will notice soon enough," I told him and continued observing my clothing. Black pants and big black sweater.

"I have two meetings today but we could do lunch together today if you want to? What do you have?" Mathias walked behind my back and wrapped his free arm around me, I couldn't help but let a small smile appear on my lips

"Sounds good. I don't have any meetings today, I just need to talk with Monika and Alex about this penthouse we're designing. We're not completely on the same page with everything."

"I saw the penthouse project, what are you three disagreeing on?" he asked and I sighed.

"The owner wanted something eye catching to the living room and now we're basically arguing about what is eye catching," I explained and leaned against Mathias' body. "Monika has the final word so if she has made up her mind then there's nothing much I can do."

"You all need to remember that the result won't be for you, it's for the client. So you'll do what makes the customer happy," Mathias said as we still stood in front of the mirror.

"I know, you're right. We'll figure it out. Oh, and can we please, please have sushi," I turned around and gave Mathias puppy eyes.

"No sushi for you, sorry darling," I pouted at his answer.

Mathias kissed me gently on the lips before he asked, "Is there anything else you'd want other than sushi?"

"Can we start renovating the baby's room this weekend?" I asked and looked out of our bedroom to the room on the other side of the corridor. There were three bedrooms in this house. It was a dream home really. Huge living space, modern yet homy kitchen, two bathrooms and three bedroom with beautiful backyard. We had moved in earlier this year, when we first started talking about kids. It had been important to me, to be able to tell Mathias what I wanted. He was on board from the beginning.

"We can do that," I heard Mathias saying and I smiled at him. "Mom is already almost finished with the nursery in their house," Mathias continued and kissed the top of my head. Mathias' parents were over the moon when we broke the news three weeks ago. His mom had started to prepare one of their guest bedrooms to a nursery room and it was almost done already. Only the crib was missing, or at least it was missing three days ago when she called me and asked if they should get two different size cribs right away or only the small one at first. I was carrying their first grand child and you could definitely tell that. And let's not even discuss about my parents, my mother notably. There's a massive chance she's still crying.