Finding Mr. Right

Chapter 24

I stare at him in disbelief. "You what?"

A ghost of a smile plays on his lips. "I love you. You're the only woman I've ever felt this for. When I'm with you, nothing else matters. I've never even thought about having kids until I met you. You're my everything. I love you and I hope one day, you'll be mine."

My body drowns in an ocean of emotions. For some reason, I can't pinpoint it to one emotion or form words. My mouth opens and closes but no words come out. I look down at his bare chest and my eyes swell with tears. As one falls, he cups my face and pulls it forward to kiss me. It's a slow and passionate kiss. Before I know it, he's carefully getting to his feet. Ignoring the fact that we're dripping with water, he walks me to the bed.

Every time that we've ever been in bed, we've fucked. It wasn't slow - it was fast, both of us craving pleasure from each other but this time it was different. It was slow and passionate. We made love for the first time. At the end when we've finished, we lay on the bed in a sweaty, tangled mess. My fingers run through his hair and I kiss just below his ear. "I love you too," I whisper.

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Jake and I have spent weeks in his apartment. I don't think we've worn clothes at all since the night he told me he loved me. During this time, we agreed I should stop taking the pill. Today we're going to the doctor together to see if I'm pregnant and see if there's anything wrong that'll ruin my chances of a having a baby.

We sit in the room, waiting for the doctor. The nurses have already checked everything - my vitals, weight, and so on. So we just have to wait for the doctor. "Are you nervous?" Jake asks from the chair.

I keep my eyes on my feet as they hang over the edge of the bed. "Kind of. Did Luke ever tell you what he does as a side-job?" I ask curiously.

"The bounty hunter thing?" he asks and I nod. "Yeah. Why?"

"Well, Amy and I do it with him," I say.

He raises his eyebrows. "I remember him mentioning he was doing it with some friends but I never thought it was you."

"It is," I sigh.

"I don't want you doing it anymore. Especially if you're pregnant," he says.

"I could always find a new job," I suggest.

He shakes his head. "You don't need one. I earn enough to support us and a bunch of babies," he smiles. "I never want you to worry about working."

"What if I want to?" I ask defensively.

"If you stumble across a job opportunity, we can talk about it," he shrugs.

"Fine."

The doctor comes in and shakes both of our hands. "How are you feeling today, Juliet?"

"Good," I reply politely.

"Wonderful. We ran a few tests and looked at some x-rays and you are perfectly capable of having a baby," he smiles. "That brings up the test results."

I shift, excited for the results. "Well?"

"You're pregnant. Congratulations," he smiles. "Change back into your clothes and set up your appointment at the front desk."

He closes the door behind him and Jake stands up. He pulls me in for a hug, picking me up off the bed. I kiss his neck as he spins me around. "I love you," he says, finally putting me down.

"I love you too," I grin.

He kisses me the pulls out his phone. "I have to tell everyone."

I grab his phone and he stares at me in confusion. "You're not supposed to tell anyone until after the first trimester," I say.

"Why not? That's stupid."

I shake my head. "Not really. During the first trimester, a lot of things can go wrong. I'd prefer to keep it between us until after the first trimester," I say.

"I can't wait that long," he says in disbelief.

I give him the look, silently telling him to drop it. Sighing, he leans against the door and waits as I get dressed. We set up our next appointment before leaving. "After we find out the gender, we can start buying the crib and nursery stuff," I say.

"Does this mean you're moving in?" he asks hopefully.

I raise my eyebrows. "No."

He glances at me with furrowed eyebrows. "Why not? We're starting a family."

"I know but we're moving so fast as it is. Maybe it's best if we have our own personal space so if we get mad, we can have our distance."

He rubs his jaw and groans. "Is this what your dad meant about the commitment thing?"

I glare at him. "Okay, not that it's any of your business, but all of my past relationships didn't end because of me. So don't even try to use that."

"Well I don't understand why you can't just move in with me. I'll buy us a house big enough for us and a few babies," he says.

I shake my head. "Let's end this conversation before we get pissed at each other."

"Is this how it's gonna be when our child is born? Us living on what you think is best for us?" he asks, clearly irritated.

"Jake, please stop."

"No. Tell me," he insists. "Am I even going to be able to do anything for them without you second guessing me or saying what you think is better? You honestly think us living apart is best for the baby?"

"We have nine months to figure things out. I'm just saying, we should stay living separately until we get closer to the due date."

"Stay apart? You're practically living with me already. You haven't left since we've started dating."

"Jake," I plead.

"What if something happens to you when you're alone and I'm not there for you?"

"Take me home," I say at last.

This shuts him up. He changes directions and begins driving towards my house. Well... it started out as a good day.

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