Chapter 1

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Leo

20 years since John and I got married and things have changed by now. Well John and I both agreed to have children; and let me tell you that were a hell of a discussion, he didn't want to adopt and I wanted to. We spent weeks arguing over the same thing, silent treatment name it I give him it all.

Eventually we both decided on something when Clarissa my step mom opted her ideas. Surrogate, she explained it and both John and I did countless research on it. It was a mixture of both adopting and biological so it was a win, win in my case.

As for John he didn't hesitate to higher or contact agencies who recommend carries and what not, as for me I was hesitant. I mean we were recently married a good year and it was hectic. Working and managing a home.

John works late and most times I go to sleep alone and well he crawls in whatever time. I know he was working under his father but sometimes he being away was killing me. At one point in time I thought he was cheating on me, and that didn't go down to well, especially with John. He went mars and back.

We argued and argued, it reach to the point when he started to sleep in one of the other rooms, leaving me all alone, leaving the house before I awake and worst yet not even replying to my calls or messages. Thanks to his dad and my dad they both resolved the issue. It was resolved when I left home for work but instead of going to work I end up by my father's home in a crying mess.

He didn't ask any questions and I just spilled and spilled. He waited till I was finished and then called Mr. Reynolds. I don't know of their conversation up to this day. All I know when I went home my husband was in the kitchen cooking, his back facing me, he didn't even realized I was home or maybe he did notice my presence and ignored it.

I took in his appearance and man did he look amazing, in his shirt and tie and pants. Tears build up in my eyes, as he continues to cook and I couldn't hold back any tears. I rush over to him, wrapped my hands around his chest and place my face onto his back and I felt him relaxed into the embrace.

From there on, all insecurities went out the door.

As time got closer for the baby mission I was a nervous wreck, John on the other hand was relaxed and calm. The private hospital arranged everything it's just for John to give his semen and the carrier well her eggs and 9 months.

Let me tell you about those 8 months of stress, the carriers were staying at our place, and man Melissa was a mess, hormonal and annoying. So we hired a caretaker just for her. Melissa was beautiful and late 20's has an amazing personality and loves and adores almost everything.

As the date grew closer, Melissa was a raging mess, she had both John and I on our Tees. Like seriously she would smack us for play fighting, cursing name it she would smack us. She even had us questioning our selves.

Better yet when we have a serious argument, when she stepped in there was no arguing it was serious talk and smacking and pelting objects at us. Usually I'll apologize first and stubborn John will be forced to.

Honestly she is amazing. When it was time, Melissa cursed us both; believe it or not this girl went from sweet and innocent to a bitch in a few hours. I wasn't allowed in the room during labor, only john was so I waited with our families.

After some long hours John emerged with a wide grin on his face. I was about to speak when he engulfed me in a tight embrace and surely didn't hesitate you capture my lips with his. After that everyone congratulated us on our first accomplishment living together.

As time went by John has changed from working late nights to being home on time and we both also shared diaper duties and late nights with Blake.

Let me tell you about Blake, when we went in and saw him he was nestled onto Melissa's chest, his little fingers curled into fist and he was sucking away on them. From the minute he heard Johns voice he looked us and I was speechless. I mean really speechless, he didn't have Johns or Mel's eyes his was brown, the same colour as mines, his lips was rosy pink, his nose was a cute little button and his hair was not even blonde or brunet, but black.

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