Stretching my arms high in the air I take deep breathes. God even this is difficult! Wiggling out of my bed I slump into a standing position. 6 months pregnant and going strong! Well kinda. A soft groan strikes through my brain as I turn. The beautiful image of the morning sun shimmering through the curtains onto the soft skin of Nathan's back. The outline of his muscles defined by small shadows. I watch as he moves his arm patting the space where I was minutes ago. Another groan leaves his beautiful lips as he grabs my pillow and pulls it to his chest. A satisfied sigh rumbles from his throat as he buries his face into the soft feathered cushion.
I giggle loudly before crawling back onto the bed with slight difficulty. Since Nathan had rolled over onto his back I take the opportunity to straddle his lovely slim waist. His eyes fling open showing me those gorgeous golden globes of warmth. A smile plasters onto his face as he looks up at me. My stomach pressed against his abdomen and my long curly bed hair splayed over my shoulders.
"What a sight to wake up too!" He places his hands on my belly as if anticipating a small kick. It only started a couple days ago, the kicking but it's faint as it's still early days.
"Good morning to you too!" I giggle once again. We slept together for the first time last week. Now I can't seem to get him to leave. He even unpacked clothes into my closet. Honestly he's what I need right now, someone to hold me, someone to love me and someone who I can force feed my practice cooking too. Only yesterday I noticed as we walked back to the house from strolling through the forest, our Jags parked side by side. Perfect!
"So are you still up for going to the Estate today?" He questions, his voice still raspy from sleep but if on cue I feel a small tiny kick on the left side of my stomach. The grin on Nathan's face seems to grow wider if it was even possible. I can tell he's always wanted kids with the way he treats his little brother, I know this baby is going to be spoilt rotten.
"Absolutely! Come on we need to get up and I really need to pee!" I swing my leg off him climbing off the side of the bed. A disappointed grunt leaves his mouth, I could feel his eyes boar into my skin as I walked to the bathroom naked. Finally after peeing I turn on the shower watching the water fall through the air. An arm wraps around my waist pulling me into a hard muscly chest. How did I get so lucky? His lips attach themselves to my neck, kissing and nipping.
"Your so beautiful!" His chest vibrates as he speaks sending electrified shivers down my spine.
"Your not to bad yourself!" I quip pulling him into the shower with me. He chuckles deeply clasping my chin and brining my lips up to his for a fiery make out session, I'm not complaining!
Eventually we make it downstairs fully clothed, Nathan works on the coffee as I pull out a pot to make porridge. I had never tried porridge till I came here and now I'm addicted. 1 and half cups of rolled oats with a teaspoon of salt and a dash of oil with 3 cups of boiling water then turn the stove on till the mixture is thick and creamy looking. My taste buds crawl with anticipation. Nathan starts singing abnoxiously to X-AMBASSADORS song, Renegade that's playing on the small radio. He's actually got a really good voice and can hit the high notes with ease so i just lean against the counter and watch whilst stirring the porridge absent mindedly. While flinging his arms in the air he does dome snazzy foot work before going back to the coffee machine. Oh Lord!
Sliding into the passenger seat of Nathan's Jag I push my Round
Ray-Ban sunglasses up my nose. My nerves tangle slightly. I'm going to see where my mum lived. Well this is going to be fun! I still even after all this time have not found out the reason to her leaving me as a baby. It bugs me but I have sworn to myself that I would never leave my child. Nathan places his hand on my thigh as I intertwine my fingers with his. I knew the minute we first whacked into each other that there was something there hidden under a thick fog of broken hearts and desperation but once we properly opened ourselves up to each other that fog lifted leaving a bright sunny day!
Driving through the streets of Peebles I take in the little shops and cobbled sidewalks. Everything was so British but it was calm and peaceful. I loved it. John was right Peebles was beautiful! We have been driving for about 10 minutes down a paved country road until a big iron gate rises up in front of us. Everything is kept tidy and manicured, the lawns are mown and gardens are weed less.
"Good morning how can I help you?" A voice comes through the little intercom on the gate.
"Hi, I'm Nathan Beauchamp with Isabelle Crane the new owner!" Nathan glances at me giving my hand a reassuring squeeze.
"Please come straight through." The voice speaks again as the gates start to open. Holy shit this is fancy.
A row of Oak trees on each side of the long straight drive way shade the road casting an amazing early summer glow. Me being a millionaire hasn't exactly changed me much well except from the early retirement but that's going to change after I've had the baby. My breathe catches as the mansion comes into view. The drive way separates out around a circle fountain which contains a string of crystal clear water spraying out gracefully.
"Holy sugar puffs!" I gasp. The house looms up into the sky in sharp pointed tariffs. The solid stone walls and huge windows with the massive wooden front door leave me speechless.
"It's like a bloody castle!" I chock out. Nathan stops the car before getting out and opening the door for me. I climb out with the help of his steady hand.
We climb up the front steps, gawking at the exterior of the building trying to mentally prepare myself for the interior. The big wooden door opens wide as we are faced with a tall wide shouldered well tailored dressed man. A huge smile embraces his face, he had to be at least 6'3 but his face held a young edge mixed with aged lines.
"Isabelle Keller or Miss. Crane and Mr. Beauchamp it is a pleasure to meet you both, I'm Andrew Blackwell the Butler of Keller Estate please come in." We walk in through the front door. Nathan shakes the Mr.Blackwells hand as I am too in shock to properly react. The main entrance looks like something off of a movie. A grand staircase leads up to another floor as a round table sits with a bundle of arranged fresh Daffodils in a vase in the middle. An antler chandeliers hangs from the exposed oak beam ceiling. The interior reminds me of an Scottish Countryside slash London City look. It's beautiful.
"The house was built in 1734 by Lord Edward Keller and his family. Extensions have been added on in the previous years making it more modern." Mr. Blackwell walked around the room with his hands lightly held behind his back.
"So It has been passed down through the generations?" Nathan asked as he wrapped an arm around my waist for support. I swear the man can read my mind.
"Yes, for nearly 300 years and I'm hoping the tradition will continue?" Mr. Blackwell gestured to my pregnant belly.
"May I ask how much further?" His kind voice bringing a smile to my lips. "3 months!" I say as we started moving through to a door on the right. I'm already starting to change my mind on selling this place, I don't think I would be able to!
