Unforeseen Resolutions (Complete)

Chapter Twenty-six

Savannah POV

I search through the clothes on the rack. Hating every single one of them. I don’t have a personal vendetta with the articles of fabric in front of me, just the fact that nothing fits me anymore. My pants all seem to fit me but some of them sit right on my incision. It doesn’t really hurt anymore, it just isn’t comfortable. But my shirts damn them all! Now that I’m nursing my boobs are twice the size they originally were. I have to buy all new bras, and that’s not cheap. Half of them are special nursing bras. And now I am searching for a new wardrobe of tops. 

“Are you even looking at them or just shoving them aside?” Cassie asks.

I look at her. She is looking at a different rack of clothes. I smile at the sight of her doing a slight bounce as she holds Xander to her chest. She is carrying him around in a harness wrapped around her. It is a lot easier to move around the mall with him on your chest than pushing a stroller everywhere. 

I love my family and Alex’s but Cassie has truly been a Godsend since Xander was born. Where everyone is always ready to help with the baby Cassie always seems to be here ready to help me. When I need that social, emotional, or whatever break she is there to talk or get me out of the house, like today. She is pushing me to find new clothes because she noticed I didn’t feel pretty anymore because my clothes didn’t fit right…before I even noticed that was the problem. 

“Have you looked at the last email I sent you?” Cassie paused to ask me. 

“Yes.” I don’t really want to get into this because I knew where it would lead.

“Did you show Alex?” She asks.

Called it. I shake my head no as I keep looking at the clothes. 

“Have you even discussed it with him yet?” She glares at me. 

“I told you I will tell him when I’m ready.” I try not to snap at her but we’ve had this disagreement before. 

She just lets out a long sigh and returns to the search for clothes. I look at her and feel a little bad. I know I’ve put her in a bad spot but I’m so thankful I know I can trust her. I can’t help but smile as I watch her coo at Xander. 

“So the big day is coming up…do you and James plan to have any little ones of your own?” 

I notice a slight blush on her cheeks.

“We never really talked about it at first but after this little guy came crashing into our lives we both agreed we want a little family of our own.”

I look at her with big round eyes and my mouth dropped open. 

“What? You have always said you didn’t want kids.”

“I know, but after seeing James play with this little guy I had a change of heart, I guess.”

“Have you guys really talked about it or just thrown it out there that you want kids?” I ask, still looking through the clothes.

“We actually talked about it a lot. We even discussed adopting. And how we agreed to have a non religious wedding because he’s not Jewish, James said we could raise the kids in the Jewish faith. He doesn’t go to church and he knows how much it would mean to me and my family.”

I am almost speechless as we grab the few things we have in our hands and head for the dressing rooms. When she mentions adoption my chest tightens. I can’t help but to think it was my situation that brought up that discussion. I mean Alex and I haven’t even had that talk. I haven’t made up my mind and I think he is too afraid to bring it up without hurting my feelings. 

I walk into the dressing room, shut the door, hung up the clothes, and started to change. I can’t help but to look at myself in the full length. My chest is noticeably bigger. The rest of my body hasn't changed much, except one small stretch mark that is fading and my incision scar. The only reminders of my pregnancy, besides my handsome baby boy. My scar is healing nicely. Most of it is a flat white line scar. A small area at the end is raised. My doctor is always telling me it’s normal and she can fix it later. It’s not an issue, just not visually pleasing. I am thankful it is just below my panty line so I can’t see it at the moment. It’s not even visible in a two piece swimsuit, not that I wear those unless forced. I pull myself away from the mirror image of myself and try on the shirts and dresses Cassie pulled for me. I step out and show Cassie everything and together we find a handful of tops and two dresses to buy. 

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We sit down at Dante’s and place our order. I pull a cover over myself and quietly nurse Xander in the corner of our booth. That’s something I never thought I’d do…expose myself at Dante’s. Cassie puts her phone away before returning her attention back to me now that I’m situated. 

“They will be here soon.” She informs me. 

I nod. She looks at me and I know that look. 

“What?” I ask her.

“You know what. You need to talk to him before you make any big decisions Anna. He should have a say…even if it is your choice. You have been making all these big life decisions on your own. But it's not just you anymore.” 

I groan. I knew she wasn’t done with this conversation. But I didn’t want to talk about it right now, not when the guys could walk in at any minute. I don’t respond to her. After a few minutes of awkward silence I put a sleeping Xander back in his carseat and put our things away. Just as I’m finishing up the door chimes open and in walks the guys. However I nearly squeal at the sight of the third person. I get up and hug my brother, who I haven’t seen in weeks. He flew out to the funeral to support Reign and give our condolences to Dorian since we couldn’t make it. He then stayed a couple extra weeks to visit with Reign. 

“I didn’t know you were home!” I smile up at him. 

“I wanted to surprise you.” He teases me as he gives Cassie a hug before we all sit back down. 

Alex leaned over and kissed me before sliding into the booth next to me.

“Where’s my nephew?” Hunter asks.

“I just got him to sleep. So you can see him later.” I tell him.

Once we all sit down our food is brought out to us. 

“Couldn’t have timed that better.” James cheers.

“So tell me about this wedding that’s in, what two weeks now?” Hunter starts.

“Yes, and you better have your suit already ordered Hunter Thomson or I will kill you myself!” Cassie shouts at him.

We all laugh as Hunter assures her that he has his suit and it is being tailored as of today. The quickly approaching wedding was the topic for the rest of our meal. 

I finish eating and lean into Alex. He wraps an arm around me and I lay my head on his shoulder. My eyes wander over to an empty table and I can’t help but drift back into time. A time where I sat at this very table and locked eyes with the hazel eyes of a very stoic teacher sitting at that very table. Who knew so much would happen between the two of us. 

I think about what Cassie said and all the big life decisions I have made all on my own since then. I chose to stay away from Alex when my parents found out; unable and unwilling to tell him. I chose to go to school on the other side of the country; although Alex did encourage that. I chose to return to school early, without Alex, to help punish my attacker. I chose to have a child with a man who I left in the dark for months because I wanted to make those choices on my own. I chose to come home to have my baby, even though the father still had no idea. And now I have made another choice without talking to Alex about it. 

I look up at Alex who smiles down at me and squeezes me in affection. My heart physically aches with how much I love this man. Maybe Cassie is right. Maybe I should give in and tell him. Let's get through this wedding first.