True love

XXIII

June 19th (father's day)

Jesse

"Why am I so big?" Sinead cried as as she looked at herself in the mirror. My poor baby. We just woke up and she's already trying to find an outfit for dinner tonight.

I can't blame her for freaking out though, mainly because I'm freaking the fuck out too. Sinead's gonna be meeting my family and I don't know how they're gonna act. If they're humble then we'll be fine, but if not then it's gonna be a shit show.

They know that Sinead doesn't know that our family is incredibly wealthy. I don't want their egos after they meet Patrick and Rena to put it out there.

Sinead will be upset that I'm keeping secrets. The last thing I want and she needs is animosity between us.

"Sin you aren't big babe." I sigh as I look at her.

"Julian don't lie to me, I'm looking in the mirror and you're telling me that I'm not a fucking fat ass?"

"You have two human beings growing in there."

"Thanks obvious, it looks like i'm about to birth a baby fucking elephant!"

Whew pregnancy attitude. I'll have to deal with this at least two more times in the near future. Doesn't turn me off in any way, I still love her so so much.

"Come here." I sigh extending my arms out.

She pouted and walked in between my legs. I gently kissed her jaw, then her cheek, followed by her nose, and lastly her forehead.

"You are absolutely beautiful, a walking angel, a literal daydream... Please stop talking badly about yourself my love." I say softly while rubbing her back.

"I can't help the way I feel Jess." She cried.

I wiped her tear then kissed her, "I know baby, I know. I just want you to know that I think you're so perfect, you're beautiful no matter what."

"I love you so much."

"I love you more."

She kissed my cheek then her mood perked up. I watch as she turned around and walked back into the closet, determined to find the perfect outfit for the night. I know she's gonna look beautiful.

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I pulled the baked chicken out of the oven then placed it onto the island. I've been cooking all day and I swear these people better eat every last drop. I've made baked chicken, strip steak, Alaskan salmon, sautéed asparagus, fried rice, mashed potatoes, and a caesar salad.

It's now six and I have thirty minutes to changed and get myself together. This is so stressful. I hang my apron up then rushed to the bedroom. I grabbed my outfit off the bed and quickly changed.

Sinead is wearing a one shoulder, baby pink, maxi dress with pink and white sandals. Her hair was tightly curled and parted to the side, with right side pinned back with a pearled clip that matches her earrings.

Her makeup was done very lightly, complimenting her outfit. She looks absolutely perfect, just like I said she would.

"How do I look?" She asked as she looked at me through the mirror.

"I'm at a loss for words babe, honestly."

She smiled then continued to apply lipgloss, so intricately may I add. I stand there studying her and she looks back at me.

"You're giving me major creeper vibes." She laughed. 

"It's taking everything in me to not eat you up right now."