The Billionaire's Lost Lady

Chapter 36: Your Smile

Selene

"Well?" Dad shrugged, as we all sat in his lounge.

Jace and I had been married for three years and this time, it was crazy how much we'd travelled. We were back from a trip to Paris recently and decided to drive back to mom and dad's for Christmas. Dad, apparently, found it to be a good time to talk.

"Well what?" I bit my lip.

"Is it true?" Mom sat beside him on the one seater. She was relaxed on the arm rest and dad sat with his elbows on his knees. The fireplace was blazing and everyone sat around us. Sydney and Carlisle on one couch, while Bethany sat on a rocking chair, with Allan on the floor near her.

"Uh, um, yeah?" I looked at Jace, who sat beside me, frozen. Sometimes I really hated how he sucked up to my dad.

That ass.

"Yes!" Everyone clapped and I was looking at them, jumping and celebrating around. Champagne was popped and everyone held out their glasses. Except me. I pouted in anger and looked over at a joyous Jace. His face was red,and the scruff around his chin made him look like a skinny version of Santa. It was a beautiful golden mane on his jaw though, with a neat moustache. He said he looked too young for a thirty two years old so he wanted to look better. I didnt understand that though.

Didn't people usually try to look younger after thirty?

"I love you." He kissed my temple and I bit my upper lip. He plopped down next to me on the couch with the champagne glass in his fingers.

"You..." I smacked his arm and he straightened, losing his laughter. Everyone went quiet and looked at me.

"Selene, you prayed for no one to pop on this Christmas." Sydney gave out a bubbly laugh, "Not for someone to not get pregnant." I blushed at her words.

That Christmas, three years ago, when I prayed for no one to fart a baby out by Christmas, Bethany broke the promise by popping out my now three years old niece, Annie. Sydney had her daughter, Sandie by February, who was now a beautiful two years old with Sydney's chocolate brown hair.

As for me, yes, I was pregnant. After three years of a beautiful time with my husband, I'd gotten pregnant. We didnt try for it. It just... happened.

Jace figured it out first when in Paris, I started puking. He asked me to do a test for no reason. I thought he was nuts but if one had seen the smile on his face when he returned in turquoise flip flops on a snowy day, with a bunch of tests, they would've done it without questioning. He was so sure that I worried if he made it happen on purpose.

Either way, I was one month pregnant, and Jace was the most joyous about it.

"Sonogram?" Mom asked and Jace pulled out a manilla folder from his brief case. I had no idea, he had it in there. I gasped as mom pulled out shots of my sonogram and passed it over to the extra excited crowd.

"This is making me uncomfortable." I gulped in Jace's ear and he kissed my forehead again.

"Juice?" He raised a brow.

"No." I shook my head and relaxed in him.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang and everyone stopped talking. It was striking nine in the evening and we werent expecting anyone. Well  they werent. I smiled brightly and headed over to the door. Jace tried stopping but as if he had any control over me. I wasnt one person anymore. With a big smile I pulled the door open, revealing a beautiful family of Sean. He had Naomi by his side in a red coat and their two kids. Ethan was so handsome and big now. Five years old and the Curley hair on his head brought out the Sean in him.

"There's my godson!" I laughed as he jumped to me and I lifted him through his puffy plastic blue jacket. Naomi kissed my cheek and showed me her new born girl. She had Naomi's bronze eyes and thick black hair.

"Damn." I chuckled and felt Sean place a kiss on the back of my head.

"Merry Christmas, kid." He murmured, leading Naomi and their baby to the warm lounge. Etgan was still in my arm, so I took off his boots.

"So snowy outside." I pointed at the flakes falling from the night sky now.

"I couldnt taste the ice." Ethan shook his head with disappointment and I tapped his freckled nose with a finger.

"Well, ice is water and water has no taste. Right?" I explained and he nodded hopefully.

"So ma tangue is fiaaane." This is what he sounded like when he pulled his tongue and spoke at the same time.

"No." I bugged him and he went silent and solemn.

"Its cute and little and pink and too darn smart." I tickled him from under the hem of his jacket and he dropped his head on mine, giggling.

"My best buddy's here!" We heard a cheer and found Jace walking to us with big arms wide open. His white sweater showed off his toned body and the khaki pants he wore, made his legs more divine.

Damn me for being so weird.

"Uncle Jace!" Ethan laughed, jumping from me lap to Jace's.

"Woah, he's so big." Jace feigned strain in his voice as he lifted Ethan with one arm.

"Too big." I pinched Ethan's cheek and went by them into the lounge. Sean and Naomi were settled on the three seater, where Jace and I had been. I sat beside him and he brought arm around the back rest of the couch behind.

"Is it true?" He asked very quietly.

"What is?" I whispered back.

"Are you really having Jace Anderson's baby?" He looked down at me with raised brows.

"I know, right." I chuckled. We did a fist bump and laughed silently.

"If someone told me that this would be our lives thirteen years from them, I'd have called them crazy." He squeezed my shoulder.

"I know. Especially the idea of Jace and I." I snickered and he placed another kiss on the top of my head.

"Congratulations. Now you will know what we deal with everyday." Naomi leaned in and whispered to the pair of us. I giggled and hid my blushing cheeks.

This felt perfect.

A family, a toasty room and everyone happy with the lives they led on.

I looked over at Jace playing with Ethan and the other kids who ran down from upstairs. He was laughing around and The kids wanted to be next in his arms. Sean and Naomi adored their new born and Sydney and Bethany cooed to the laughing little baby girl. Dad and mom, talked happily and looked around the room and I laid back in the couch, silently.

My eyes laid in the gentle fire and I thought of all the moments I'd spent near a warm place like that. A hug from mom, a good talk with dad, Sydney and Allan playing Anomia with me in front of it on a cold night, and then Jace with me, basically every night of the winters.

When my sight drifted from the fire to the man laughing in the room, his fell to my face and I blinked in joy. A smile caressed his face and everything started feeling right.

That changed my life. That one smile.

My lost billionaire brought it back in my life.