Unexpected Love

Chapter 33.

Catalina.

"Are you good now?" I asked sympathetically as I handed Cris a glass of water. I rubbed his shoulders gently to ease some of his anxiety, being very careful not to crease his suit.

"Yeah I guess I am," He replied sheepishly.

He took one last look at himself in the mirror, straightened his black tie and got up from the duvet,"Come on let's go. We don't want to be those kind of persons."

"This is probably your what? 7th Ballon ceremony? Aren't you used to it," I asked lightly.

"I will never be used to it my dear," He chuckled, rubbing my belly affectionately,"I will always be nervous like it's the first time."

"I understand," I chuckled, kissing him on the cheek.

"Might I say you look rather radiant tonight," He said.

"I'd say I look rather big tonight. I feel that way. They are plotting something inside there I swear, from all the damn kicks I've been getting," I confessed,"Feel there."

I grabbed his hand and placed it under my belly again. As soon as his warm fingers touched my stomach, one of them gave a swift but stiff kick that caused Cris to smile like a maniac.

"It's normal to feel that way, especially with how they are behaving and it certainly does not mean you cannot look radiant." He took my hand as we walked down the stairs,"What colour is that? Burgundy?"

"Adelia said it is wine coloured. She had it made for me every since I told her about the ceremony. I don't know the designer that well, Zuhair Murhad or something like that. To be honest as long as it fits I really don't care about the colour or who made it," I admitted.

"Mama, Papa, look I dressed myself!" Junior declared proudly as we reached our private villa's sitting room.

"Yes good job Junior," Cris smiled, equally proud of him.

"Come here," I gestured for Junior to come to me. I sat on the couch and ordered him to lift his leg and then Cris realised his laces were not tied. He had to stiffle a laugh at the look of disappointment on our son's face as I began to tie them.

"I thought I did everything," he admitted sheepishly,"It was hard enough to get the clothes on."

"You did wonderfully Junior," I smiled,pinching his cheek,"You just forgot this, it's no big deal, your father does it all the time."

He smiled at that and ran off outside where Ricky and the car was waiting for him. They drove off followed by a black range that held a security detail. Cris had security tightened for tonight as if it wasn't tight enough every normal day.

"Impressive, what model of Rolls Royce is this," I asked, admiring the interior of the car we were going in as I plopped myself on the seat.

"The newest Phantom. I had to choose between this and a Mulsanne but this one kinda grew on me," Cris admitted, taking my hands in his,"Next year after the children are born I was thinking about getting a Veyron. What do you think?"

"Funny cause I was thinking about getting a Huayra or an Venom GT." I laughed.

"Get the Huayra, I've seen the test runs first hand and it's a very impressive model indeed. I believe I'll sell the two Audis and the blue Ferrari because I dont really need them anymore." Cris said thoughtfully,"Look at us, discussing expensive cars. Can you say couple goals?"

"Indeed I never thought I would make it this far in life," I said honestly,"I never dreamed of any of this."

"Neither did I," Cris said quietly.