Where Big Dreams Are Made Of.

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Demi

We're in New York City! We found a decent hotel and Joe planned on doing everything I wanted to do, but he doesn't know I've planned something for us to do that he wanted. He has told me he has always wanted to gold at one of their country clubs, so I got us in.

"Can you at least give me a hint?" Joe asked outside my door.

"Nope," I smirked at myself.

I finished up in the bathroom. I'm 27 weeks today and I was ready to have this baby. I wasn't feeling my best today but I wanted to do this for Joe. He's been really great to me lately.

I fixed my hat and walked out of the bathroom.

"Since you're ready, can you tell me now?" he begged

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"Since you're ready, can you tell me now?" he begged. He was cute when he begged. I kissed him passionately. Then I left the hotel room.

He followed, not saying a word.  We got in the car, I volunteered to drive. "We're going to somewhere you wanted to go..." I grinned.

Joe placed his hand on my lap and just looked out the window. 

I pulled up to the country club. "You. Did. Not!" Joe looked at me so surprised. I couldn't help to laugh.

"I did. For you. Today is going to be for you.  I knew you wanted to go golfing while in New York, so here we go." 

He pecked my cheek, "but you don't know how to golf." he was smiling like a kid right now. 

"So?" I got out of the car, "doesn't mean you get to have fun. I'll just watch." we walked inside to rent a golf cart and some clubs.

Once we got our cart, we drove to the first hole. I sat in the cart, watching my man play golf. He was really good at it. "I never saw you as a golfer..." he turned around and grinned at me.

"How come? What did you see me as then?" he leaned on his club.

"You're more of a badass...I see you liking basketball... Golf is just...boring and calm.." His mouth dropped.

"I like basketball, but my parents taught me how to play golf... It is calm, but it keeps my mind off things...I like it. Tiger Woods would be offended by you saying this isn't badass. The guy slept with 121 women during his time on the court." 

I giggled, "okay okay, you have to teach me." I got out of the cart and went to him. He wrapped his arms from behind and he took my hands and taught me how to hold the club. 

"then you're just going to swing the club like this," he helped me swing my arm. I did it! I hit the ball and it went in the right direction! I clapped for myself, making Joe laugh. 

I let him play the 18 holes, but it was getting boring to me and I was hungry. I watched as he looked at his watch, "yeah we need to go." he drove the cart back to the club.

"You have plans?" We walked up to the car.

"Yeah...you don't think I forgot about this trip being about you?" he smirked. I was in shocked he still made plans for me!

"It's getting late, though!" I buckled myself in as he drove to the hotel.

"So it's New York! It's the city that never sleeps!" he chuckled.

We changed real quick. I had no idea where he was taking me, I just hoped it had food. I was starving and I needed food so I wouldn't hurt my bad. I had on a black dress since he said it was date night. Once we got ready, we drove to his place.

We had to walk on the street to get to it. Of course, there were paparazzi and of course my feet hurt from wearing heels and being pregnant. 

The paparazzi loved us, but I knew the fans didn't

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The paparazzi loved us, but I knew the fans didn't. I've read their tweets to me. They think Joe is a bad influence on me, and maybe he is, but I'm in love with him.

We got into a park, "Joe, a park? I'm hungry..." I whined.

"Not any park. It's the Brooklyn Botanical Garden and I got reservations." he smiled proudly at me as he showed me our table. It was a little patio that was lit up with little twinkle lights.

"I love it..." I hurried to the table.

Tonight was amazing. The dinner was amazing. I never knew I could love Joe even more than I did tonight. He actually has a romantic bone in his body. I wish everyone could see this Joe. I wish my fans could love him like I do. We talked about things, we discussed baby names for our little girl.

After our dinner, we headed to our hotel. I kissed his hand as we walked in. I saw the indoor pool and I was in the mood to swim. "I wanna go swimming," I whispered.

Joe just laughed at me, "it's close. Maybe tomorrow." I rolled my eyes. 

I let go of his hand and sneakily unlocked the pool door and went in. "Hey!" Joe followed.

I gave him a smirk, "See. I get what I want." I giggled.  I took my heels off.

I got in the pool with my black dress. I wanted to take off my dress, but I didn't want people to see me naked. "Are you getting in, troublemaker?" I gave him a look. He took off his leather jacket and hopped in.

"Remember when you told me that I was a bad influence on you? Maybe you're a bad influence on me." Joe swam over to me.

I giggled, I rubbed his arm with my hand, staring at his tattoos, "have I told you how much I love your tattoos...and how sexy you look with them?" 

He chuckles, "Maybe once or twice and by once or twice, I mean maybe a couple of hundred times." 

I giggled once more before I pressed my lips to his. "What about Madeline Grace? Madeline was my mother's middle name.." he stared into my eyes.

I actually liked the named.

"And Grace for the free and unmerited favor of God....our blessing," I grinned at the words I said, "I love it. We might just name her that." I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I love you, Demi. Spending these past few days have been a blessing to me." 

I ran my hand through his wet hair, "I love you too...do you love me enough to carry me to our hotel room?" I bit my lip. He figured out what I meant. 

"Oh hell yes. I'll carry you, my princess." He carried me out of the pool. He grabbed my shoes and his jacket before we went to the hotel room.

I started zipping my dress while he was unlocking the door. 

He put me down on the bed and rushed over to the door and put a 'do not disturb' sign on the door. 


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