The Day Has Come (Counting on Hockey #4)

Chapter 27: Family

"You're what?" Cole asks me, confusion and excitement laced in his voice.

I stand up and take a step closer to him. "I'm pregnant, Cole".

"You're pregnant", Cole repeats. He tries to take the news in. Suddenly, as if a switch had flipped, a smile grows on his face and he steps towards me. Cole wraps his arms around my waist and picks me up. "Oh my god! You're pregnant".

"I am", I say as I wrap my arms around his neck, his face nuzzling into my shoulder. "I really am".

After mumbling and murmuring sweet words and variations of 'oh my god' a few times into my neck, he sets me gently down on the tile floor of the bathroom and gives me a light kiss over my lips. He towers over me, looking down at me with admiration. I keep the small smile on my face as few thoughts run through my head.

"It was the night before the trip, wasn't it?" Cole asks me.

"Yeah. I think so. Or the week prior", I nod slowly.

"We're going to be parents?"

"Yeah", I nod again.

"We're going to be the perfect little family".

"Of course", I smile.

Cole and I walk into our bedroom and sit on the bed. We're both silent. I know Cole is excited, but the way we're sitting here like this, I don't feel as if he wants this right now. "You want a child, right?" I ask quietly.

"Oh my god, of course", Cole pleads. He grabs my hand in his, squeezing it. "I want nothing more than for you to be my wife and for us to have a family. I just didn't think you would be pregnant before we're married. But, I'm just as happy. Now, come here".

Cole's hand sits on my waist and he pulls on me. I hoist my leg over the top of his lap and straddle him, resting my arms loosely over his shoulders. His large hands grip my waist firmly. I look slightly down at him, and he looks up at me. "I love you", I whisper.

"I love you, My Baby", he says to me before we kiss again. Our lips slide over each others for a moment. He moves away, and then looks down at my stomach. "And I love this baby too, almost as much".

I laugh at his corniness. "You're an idiot".

"Yeah, you're right", Cole says. "But I'm your idiot. Yours forever and ever".

After straddling his lap for a moment, I say, "I hate to ruin the moment, but I promised Cara I would tell her the results of the test".

"You told your sister before you told me. Mere, that's low", Cole jokes, a smile playing on his face.

"You can't blame me for that. What if I had told that I was going to take the test and it just ended up negative and I was being paranoid".

Cole leans up and whispers into my ear. "Then I would have tried all over again". He smirks.

I slap his shoulder. "No, you would have been disappointed, both for having a paranoid fiancé and for me getting your hopes up. I couldn't have done that".

"Are you saying that I would have passed up us having $ex? You know I would never do that", Cole laughs. I blush slightly and look down at his shirt.

"Hey, look at me", Cole grabs my chin and I look up at him. "I love you with all my heart. I am going to be the best father for our child. Better than you could ask for. I promise".

"Cole, I would never be worried that you wouldn't be a good father, or a great father. We will be the best parents we can be", I tell him. He smiles again. "I have to call my sister".

Cole's hands resist to let go of my waist for a moment as I get up, but he does, and I grab my phone from the bedside table. Cole watches me as I go through my contacts to find Cara, I do, and the phone starts to dial.

"So, are you knocked up?" Cara answers the phone on the second ring.

"Yes Cara. I am knocked up", I say to her through the phone.

Instead of an answer, I hear a scream. I wince and pull the phone away from my ear at the ear shattering noise. "My little sister's got a bun in the oven. Oh my god! Have you told Cole yet?"

"Yes. He's very excited. We just talked about it. I can't wait. I mean, I'm only a month or so pregnant, but these eight months are going to take too long. My mind is going a mile a minute, and I can't figure out what to think about next".

"Woah there, Little Sis", Cara says, taking an over exasperated deep breath. "Chill. You have those eight months to figure everything out. Take a breath. The first thing you need to do is make an appointment with an OBGYN, whatever doctor you have right now. I know you've been researching them there in Saint Paul. See how far along you are and everything will be okay. I hate to say this again, but I have to go help Matt with our crazy, not sleeping children. Bye sis".

"Bye Cara". I hang up the phone.

"I'm guessing she told you to calm down. We have a long time to figure this out. We can do this in eight months. First things first", Cole trails off and grabs my wrist, pulling me to where I'm straddling him again. "We get married in less than four months. Then, we can worry about everything else. Does that sound alright?"

"That sounds perfect".