The Lovely Moriarty(3)

13 - The Confession.

It's been at least a half hour and everyone is still not here. I've been greeting everyone at the door and I'm exhausted. I'm barely pregnant, but I can already feel the strain. These are the times where you wish you could have some wine.

I also haven't seen James. This is getting very stressful and I don't know how much longer I can be by myself.

"Oh my gosh you're so much prettier in person!"

I turn around and find a girl that looks about my age. She has dark brown hair an dark brown eyes.

"Ummm...hi, do I know you?"

"I'm so sorry! My name is Margo, I'm Jim's sister."

"Oh my gosh! I've been waiting to meet you! I'm sure you already know my name!" I hug her and she wraps her arms around me.

"I do!" She lets go. "Oh! This is my husband Chad and my two kids, Mary and Taylor!" Two little girls run up to us and Chad is following them.

"Hi, it's nice to me you Chad." I hold out my hand and he takes it. The little girls had hidden behind their parents legs.

"Hey girls, this is your Aunt Tori, come say hi," Margo says trying to persuade them to come out.

They do after a little while. I bend down, and they both give me a humongous hug.

"It's nice to meet you girls! You both look so pretty," I say to try to get them more comfortable.

They smile and run off to hug someone else's legs. I looked up to see who it was. It was James. I'm glad to see him.

"Hey girls! You grow up so fast," James says excitedly.

I look up to James from my kneeling position and smile as big as I can. I stand up and James comes to stand next to me.

"You never told me you had a sister or that they had kids and I would be an aunt," I say to James.

"Well the subject never came up." He smiles and puts his arm around my waist. "Margo brought down some special wine with her. It's imported right from Italy and aged 100 years. I'm going to go get you some."

"I'm ok James maybe later," I say.

"Don't be rude."

"James...I'm just not feeling good right now."

"I knew there was something different with you. What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong." I smile.

"You're not..."

I had put my hand in my stomach without noticing. I look down for a little while. Then I look up at James and stare into his beautiful eyes. I smile.

"No," he says in disbelief. I take a deep breath in.

"Yes..." I can't stop smiling now.

"When did you find out?"

"A little bit after you left. I had to tell you in person."

"Oh my god." He steps toward me and puts a hand on my hand that's on my stomach. "I'm going to be a father. This one going to survive. I promise."

"I know it will. I love you so much!"

"I love you too."

"You know we are going to have the tell everyone now?"

"Yes, I do."

"I already told your mom. She kept making comments about kids and I gave in..."

"It's ok. My mother is good at keeping secrets and persuading people to tell her things."

I look around and see that everyone is starring at us.

"James everyone is starring at us..."

"That ok. As long as I'm with you. My family doesn't try to hide anything.

"I noticed."

"You did, did you?"

"Yes I did. I know you way to well."

"And I know you way to well too. You think I didn't notice you were pregnant?"

"What?"

"You've been in a different mood everytime I've seen you today. You've been eating a lot of snacks, but you haven't had any acholohl, which at events like this you would be drinking as much as you can, like me. I thought it was just that time of the month again, but I guess not. I pushed the thought out if my head because I didn't think it was possible."

"Anything is possible James. You of all people should know that."

"You've helped me figure that out."