I Don't Belong To You

Chapter 32

"Are you sure they're closed?"

"Even if they weren't dear, your hand is covering them."

"Oh yeah," Becky laughs and she can feel her breath on her neck. It feels just as safe as it does sexy.

"Alright, are you ready?"

"Becky," she exasperates and Becky places a quick kiss to her cheek and places her left hand on her stomach, just before removing her right hand from her eyes.

It takes a moment to adjust her eyes, but when she finally does, they immediately well up with tears.

"Oh my god."

It's...so much better than anything she could've possibly imagined.

The walls are a forest green, and just like Becky had said, there were strings of animals that filled the walls: giraffes, snakes meandering up the tree and even a lion mid roar.

But the best part, the very best part is the family of five monkeys, linked together from one tree to another all holding the reddish-green fruit, and spelled across each one is M-A-N-G-O.

"Bec."

Becky's right hand comes to her waist and, out of what's become habit, she covers both of hers with her own hands.

"Bec, I cannot believe you did all of this. It's...incredible."

"Well, I can't take too much credit! Belle's drawing made it so easy. The hardest part was just the edges, but she and Irin were lifesavers."

"We need to get them something to thank them. This is...this is too much."

She shakes her head. "No such thing for this one."

Fingers lightly tap her stomach and she sighs. Never in a million years did she dream she'd be this happy.

Things between them have been perfect over the last week. No tears, no dramatic reappearances of ex-boyfriends or ex-best friends. Just them.

And if these past 7 days are anything to go by, then she could do this. They could surely do this.

"I have to admit, it came out even better than I expected! And now that the room is done...you know what that means...," Becky comes around and faces her, wagging her eyebrows.

She can't help but throw her head back in laughter.

 Becky has been asking, or rather begging, to go shopping. She's been dying to fill the drawers of the dresser they had already picked out.

"Becky."

"Oh come on! You said after we were done decorating we could get little clothes and lil tiny baby shoes. You said."

Her hands effortlessly find Becky's waist, pulling her in.

"And I'm not going back on that, but I don't want you to go overboard on shopping. That's what baby showers are for. Our friends are going to buy us so many clothes, Mango probably won't be able to wear it all because she'll grow out of it too quickly."

"Babe, come on! It's our first kid! We're expected to go overboard!"

She sighs, knowing very well she isn't going to win this battle.

"Fine. Fine. But I'm enforcing a $100 limit and I expect receipts."

"What?! No, I'm not respecting that boundary and also I'm not going alone!"