Sen Cal Kapimi: a different road to

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I'm sorry it took a little longer to update then usual! I'm going back to work again, so I probably won't update every day anymore, but I'll do it as often as I can! I love this story and your reaction to it so much!

The next morning...

I woke up to see Serkan sleeping in the chair. It was still dark out. I get out of bed and grab a blanket for him. As I put it on him, he starts to wake up. "Hey". "Hey" he says as he stretches himself. "You should be in bed". "I know, but you looked like you needed a blanket". "You shouldn't stretch yourself. You were just in the hospital yesterday". "I'm fine Serkan, really. You needn't worry" I say as I put a hand on his cheek. "I'm fine. We're fine" I say as I put his hand on my stomach". He sighs. "I know. I was just worried that I had lost you. Both of you". I put my hand over his. "We're here Serkan. Both of us". I look up at him. He looks at me and then at my lips. I look at his. He's leaning down and then all of a sudden we're interrupted by the door opening. It's Melo. She stands there in shock. How am I going to explain this. "Melo, it's not what you think. We..."

Later at the office...

Serkan insisted on keeping an eye on me for the rest of the day to make sure that I didn't overdue it. So here I was helping him find a replacement for Selin. I was looking forward to it being over, so I could go back to work on the project. It seemed Serkan had other ideas, because each and every person he didn't like. I felt it had more to do with him keeping me next to him, so he could keep his eye on me. After the tenth interview I had finally had enough. "Serkan, this is ridiculous. They all seem very qualified to work here?" "This is ART Life, Eda. We need the best. And these people are not the best. We need to see more". I sigh and throw my head back. "This is ridiculous". "It's not ridiculous, Eda". "Yes it is. You're just doing it to keep me here". "Is that so bad? After everything that happened?" "Serkan, I understand you're worried, but this isn't helping me. If anything this is stressing me out more". Serkan sighs. "Fine, we could do something else then?" "Like what?" "Anne, wanted me to pick up a piece for her to present at tonight's party. When she wins". "What kind of piece?" "A new logo engraved in stone for the club. The beginning of a new era she calls it. "And she's so confident she's going to win?" "You know my Anne right?" I laugh. "You can come with me to pick it up?" I pretend to think hard and then get out of the chair saying: "fine, but we are going out for lunch first". "Fine". "And we're eating ice cream, because that's what the baby wants". "And salad". "No salad, Serkan".

Later...

Instead of just picking up the new logo, the woman in the store suggested we also make something for our home, since she thought we were engaged. Her Idea was to make a mold of my stomach, to always remember this pregnancy. So Here I was in nothing but my underwear , while Serkan was putting the stuff on my stomach. The continuous stroking of my stomach was sending it in overdrive. The baby seemed to sense my nervousness at this closeness as he kept on kicking. There seemed to be some kind of tension in the room, that was making it hot. "Is it hot in here?" I asked him with a little bit of a hoarse voice. He just smiled at me, seemingly knowing how nervous I am. "Not really". After we finished, Serkan cleans off the remaining residue on my stomach and the 'hot' feeling still lingers and it doesn't help that Serkan keeps looking at me in a certain way. After he finishes, he goes to give the mold to the lady. I'm looking at the mirror in the corner at myself and my changing body. I stroke my stomach sighing. I feel fat and I wonder if it will ever be back to normal. I'm so lost in my thoughts that I don't feel Serkan sneaking up behind me. He puts his arms around me from behind and puts his hands on my stomach, stroking. "You're beautiful" he whispers in my ear. "I look fat. And these stretchmarks aren't pretty either". "You're not fat, you're growing our child and these stretchmarks are also a reminder for me that you're growing our child. And that to me..." he starts kissing my neck. "...That to me is the most sexiest thing ever". I feel very hot and I turn around quickly, ready to kiss him and finally release this tension, when all of a sudden the lady comes in and says it's all ready. The moment has ended and I shoo him out of the room to get dressed again.

That evening...

I arrive at the country club in support of Ayden. What immediately surprises me is the fact that I see Selin there. I thought she was leaving our lives for good, but I guess not. I see her talking to Serkan and I immediately feel anger boil inside of me. I walk past them, not even giving them a look. I join my friends and we start talking and dancing as the night moves on.

A little while later I feel someone tap my shoulder. It's Serkan. "What do you want?" I ask him with irritation in my voice. I'm still upset about Selin. "Will you dance with me?" I narrow my eyes at him. "Please?" He holds out his hand for me to take. "Fine". I take his hand and he leads me to the dancefloor. We slowly start slow dancing and once more the 'hot' feelings overtake me and tingles shoot up and down my arms and spine. I wish these feelings would stay forever. I look at Serkan and it looks as if he's affected in the same way as I am. At one point I feel a bit dizzy and Serkan immediately notices. "Are you okay?" "Yes, just a little bit dizzy". "Maybe we should go to the hospital". He's such a worrier, but that's what I love about him. How protective he is. "No, it's fine Serkan. This is what can happen when you're pregnant. You become a little bit unbalanced. But lucky for me, I have you to balance me" I say as I grab his arms again and start dancing. "You can always lean on me, for the rest of our lives". We both smile at each other and we talk some more, we laugh some more and dance the night away.

Later...

Everyone has slowly started leaving the party and I talk some more to the girls before going home. They immediately wanted to know how dancing with Serkan was, the moment he left to go home. I told them about our day together and I was honest about the feelings I had felt all day. They told me to go to him and tell him once and for all. So here I was, ready to finally tell him how I felt. I knocked on the door, but no one answered. I pushed the handle and the door went open. I walked inside the house and I heard voices. I took a deep breath and gathered all my courage. I walk further into the house and gasp in shock at what I see. They both turn around towards me. I don't think I can ever erase this moment from my mind. There he is, Serkan, holding Selin her hand.