Playing With Fire ( BECKFREEN G!P)

Part 32

It was all worth it, every sleepless night, every little twinge, fuck, even the twelve hour labour and stiches. I sat there looking into my baby girl's eyes and knew instantly I was holding a part of Becky. I didn't know how I knew, I could just feel it. Maybe it was a mother's intuition. Her eyes were dark blue, but the nurse had informed me her true colour may take a few months to develop. I had always dreamed she would be born with Beckys exact green eyes, I guess I had to be patient.

"You are my world now Grace." I whispered kissing her tiny little cheek. "You will want for nothing. I will give you enough love that you will be able to achieve anything."

"Can I hold her?" Alex asked. I was hesitant, but what choice did I have, I had to keep my baby girl safe.

"Freen," Alex was full of emotion as I pasted her to him "He is perfect." Alex kissed my fore head. "Things will be different now I promise you, Freen. I will never be able to thank you enough for this moment."

"We'll just take it one day at a time Alex" I smiled stroking Graces little fingers. Alex just nodded.

oxoxoxo

Grace was almost two weeks old now and I had never felt a crippling love like it. I would be anything for this tiny little girl, thrown myself in front of anything to protect her.

Grace and I finally had some alone time after the hundreds of visitors that had descended on us over the last few weeks. I was actually thankful my parents had gone back to London. If my mother had stayed much longer I would have started to pull my hair out. I had laid Grace on her play blanket and was lay next to her just taking her in. Her tiny little fingers, her gorgeous little feet, she was perfect in every way. The doorbell went, I picked Grace up unable to leave her alone for a second.

"Monty?" I was so shocked to see her stood at my door step.

"Hello Mrs Chen your mother has sent me." She smiled walking in with her bags.

"What do you mean sent you?" No way had my mom and dad given me Monty for a while, would I be that lucky?

"You would not hire a nanny so I am the next best thing." Monty smiled. "Which is my room?"

"Um . . .this one." I was dazed.

"Give me an hour to settle in and I will make us a nice coffee." God, a Monty coffee, it had been a while.

I could hardly believe it, something actually going my way for once.....

Monty was a God send not just because of the extra help but for my sanity as well. Monty was someone I could confide in and trusted and my parents had given her to me for a whole year. Maybe my luck was slowly starting to change?

oxoxoxox

At six months Grace was beginning to crawl, she was a little monster, into everything, you couldn't look away for a second. I was chasing her across the bedroom floor as she giggled, God it was a beautiful sound, my baby girl laughing.

"Not so fast young lady." I laughed scooping her up in my arms and started to blow raspberries on her tummy, which made her giggle even more.

Grace finished laughing and finally opened her eyes. I sighed at the pure green eyes looking back at me.

"Freen," Monty called, once he started working for me I asked him to call me by my first name. I was no snob. "Did you want me to have Grace while you get ready?"

"Please," I smiled handing her over. Grace clung to me, it was heart breaking, but I would have her back in half an hour.

Alex had been away on business and was due back today. I was giving Monty the night off so I could cook a meal for Alex when he got back.