Listen To Your Heart ~ Book One.

Billie Needs to Shave

"I know...and right now I'm not sure how this will play out. Which is why we need more facts."

"I'll look for her diary. No guarantee she wrote anything down about her pregnancy though. I can't understand why she didn't confide in either of us about this!"

(I go into Billie's bedroom and lay next to her on the bed. Careful not to wake her. I lay there wondering what the hell her parents were trying to find out with their questioning. Billie rolls over and opens her eyes. She smiles sleepily, and curls up close to me, as we kiss.)

"Hmmm...hi. Got my message, did you?"

(My fingers gently brush her cheek.)

"Sure, did beautiful."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"Will you sing me a song, to help me fall asleep?"

"My voice has been known to scare people, never put them asleep."

"No... c'mon. I'm serious. Sing me a lullaby."

"A lullaby?"

"You know at least one lullaby, don't you? You'll have to learn some for our baby."

"I already know one."

(I begin singing softly to Billie.)

A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain

Softly blows o'er Lullabye Bay.

It fills the sails of boats that are waiting,
Waiting to sail your worries away.

It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain,
And your boat waits down by the key.
The winds of night so softly are sighing,
Soon they will fly your troubles to sea.

So, close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain.
Wave goodbye to cares of the day.
And watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain,
Sail far away from Lullabye Bay.

(Billie falls asleep. I lay on her bed holding her in my arms. Thinking about what her parents questioning could possibly mean. It was bad enough that I had to eventually leave...but to leave with a woman who may or may not be expecting my baby...and what about what Billie's father had said. Did Billie plan on getting pregnant to me, and fate just happened to play a part in us having sex during her tour? Or was it all a mistake...and Billie secretly wanted a child to her brother? I fall into a restless sleep, haunted by my own demons.)

(Billie awakes hours later, to discover her dog Shark sleeping in between us. She smiles and grabs her phone and snaps a picture. She posts it on Instagram...with the caption...'My new boyfriend with Shark.' The internet goes crazy with numerous hits and a lot of questions. Billie raises up, and playfully licks my lips and cheek. I reach my hand out and touch the dog.)

"Billie...I think you need to shave."(I mumble. Billie laughs. I wake up and notice the dog.)

"Billie? I think you've taken 'doggie-style' a bit too far."

(Billie laughs again.)"You ass."

(She lays on top of me, and rests her head on my chest, as I run my fingers thru her hair.)

"How'd you sleep? Feeling any better?"

"I always feel better when I'm with you."

"Glad I'm good for something."

"Stop. You're a good boyfriend, and you're going to make an even better husband and father."

"Ah...yea...about that. We need to discuss the baby's name."

(Giggles.)"We don't even know if it's a boy or a girl yet, silly."

"Doesn't matter. The kid is going to be named Buckwheat."

(She raises her head up and looks at me.)"Buckwheat? Seriously?"

"Well...unless it takes after the mother, in which case we'll have to name it Spanky."(I give Billie's ass a soft smack for emphasis.)

(Laughs)"You fuckin' nut!"

(Billie's cell phone rings.)