When a marriage counselor counsels a married couple who's marriage is crumbling she does all she can to help but what she doesn't expect is to fall in love with the husband her own client and a married man.
He was always faithful to his wife even...
I can't wait because my lawyer said the judge gave me his approval for divorce because all my evidence was accurate when I was told that I felt free.
I drive Amelia to her house and park her car since I left mines I get out and carry her bridal style inside.
Once there she takes her shoes off and I say" Amelia I have something important to tell you".
She looks at me and nods I say" I will be a divorced man in a week".
She looks excited and jumps on me but her belly is in the way I laugh when I receive a kick from the baby.
Amelia kisses me after she got down and I kiss her back somehow we ended up in her room making slow love and the night lasted long.
I wake up to Amelia singing and smile this is what I want to wake up to every day.
I get up and recall last nights events and realize this is what love is. Amelia comes back into the room with something white on her belly.
I say" What's that".
She looks at it with a bright smile then says " It's a belly cast so I will always remember how this little one grew I have so many I started when I found out".
I nod and say" When is the baby shower".
She looks surprised and says" What's today".
I chuckle at her baby brain and I say" Friday why".
She screams and says" Oh my gosh I'm going to miss my own baby's shower it's today and Myles is throwing it fuck and now I have this belly cast on for a few more hours oh no ".
She starts panicking tears come to her eyes and it's not good for her so I say" Babe it's okay for you to run a little late 30 minutes won't be anything just pick your clothes out and do your hair".
She actually takes in what I'm saying then smiles kissing me and I groan she better stop.
She says" See this is why I need you".
I laugh and she says" Breakfast is ready downstairs I already ate sorry but the baby was hungry".
I nod and rub her belly I look at her and wonder who is the guy she let knock her up.
Amelia's pov~
I was literally almost late so by the time I got to my baby shower I was exhausted and excited if that makes sense.
I walk in and see it's beautiful Myles really outdid himself
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I see Myles spots me and he rushes over here because Maximus is next to me.
Myles says" Wow you look beautiful as always how's the little one".
I smile I know I do because Maximus almost didn't let me leave and say" thanks Myles you outdid yourself and we are doing great since I get to find out what I'm having today".
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After having fun playing games taking pictures and Maximus here by my side is amazing but now it's time to find out the gender.
Myles says" EVERYONE WE ARE GOING TO REVEAL GENDER NOW".
He looks at Maximus and says" PARENTS PLEASE COME UP HERE".
I gasps and Maximus just takes it as his chance smiling looking happy I mean he think he's being the dad to another mans baby but really it's his, Myles hands me a bowl of water to dip my nails in so it can change the color of the gender.
When I see my nails change and hear Maximus pop the balloon and see Pink I jump happily it's a girl.
I scream and hurry to Maximus and hug him and kiss him then say" It's a girl you're a girl Dad".
