Fight For Love

Part 50

Paul held you close as you gazed out the tinted window of the limo, taking in the view of the mountains. You put your hand on the singer's knee, squeezing it gently. The singer leaned closer to your face, nuzzling your cheek with his nose, causing you to smile briefly before you turned to face him. Paul smiled at you and kissed your forehead before he moved his hand to your stomach, instantly laughing as the baby kicked at his hand.

"Well, someone is just as excited as her dad about tonight," He replied

"Oh, and what are you so excited about?" You asked.

"I'm with the love of my life and celebrating a big milestone in your life. What else do I need to be excited about?" Paul asked.

"Maybe this little box here. I feel like there's something huge that's going to happen," You replied, shaking the box.

"Just go with the flow baby, don't rush and try to ruin the surprise," The singer said, before kissing your cheek

"Yes, sir" You replied,

The singer shook his head at the comment and let out a deep breath, making you chuckle to yourself. You attempted to look back at the window but were instantly stopped when the singer grabbed your shoulders, pulling you back toward him. You bit your lip and stared back into the singer's dark brown eyes, seeing the excitement dancing across them. Paul grabbed you and moved you to sit on his lap, running his hand up your dress, resting it on your thigh. You tilted your head to the side and looked from the guitarist to the front of the limo, wondering how much the driver could hear. The singer put his finger to your lips and leaned his mouth up to your ear, as you felt the car come to a halt.

"Get your mind out of the gutter for now, baby. I want to hold you close to me for a moment before we go inside there and you open that," He whispered.

"Why are you so nervous?" You asked.

Paul shook his head and took the box back from you, putting it back in the same jacket pocket. He reached into his other pocket, pulling out a blindfold. You raised your eyebrows at the man, suddenly feeling your own anxiety build up at the sight of the item. The singer moved you off of his lap and slid over to open the door, holding his hand out to you. You took a deep breath and took a step out of the limo, seeing the outside of the restaurant. Paul stood behind you and covered your eyes.

"Just breathe and trust me, okay?" He said, as he put his hands on your shoulder.

"I trust you wholeheartedly," You replied

You felt the guitarist take your hand and let out a shaky breath, making the nerves in your stomach grow. He dragged you beside him and walked toward what you assumed was the building. Your heart pounded in your ears as you heard Paul whisper to someone nearby, before the sound of a bell ringing caught your attention as a door opened.

"Just follow the sound of my voice and only do what I say. Got it?" Paul said sternly.