Second Chances (2nd book of Contest Winner)

Chapter Twenty-Four

I woke up on my own this morning. It felt so good to sleep in. I looked over at the clock and it was 9:30. I felt so much better with a few extra hours of sleep.

I thought about going back to sleep for a little longer but decided to get up and make breakfast instead.

When I was fixing the bacon though two very large hands grabbed my waist. Then he moved my hair from my neck and started leaving soft wet kisses.

"Good morning." He breathed his hot breath down my back sending cold chills down my spine.

"Morning." I replied. "Are you hungry?"

"Starving." Then he went to make a pot of coffee.

"Should I wake the twins up?" I asked him.

"Just let them sleep. They can come eat when they get up." He shrugged.

"Okay." I agreed. I was done with breakfast and I fixed two plates. Yesterday I went all day without making myself sick. I am proud of myself.

But when I started eating my breakfast I started feeling sick to my stomach. It could be because in not use to a lot of food anymore, but it could also mean morning sickness.

I remember how it felt to be pregnant four years ago, that's something a woman never forgets. I picked at my food and pushed pieces around on my plate.

"Sweetheart are you okay?" Harry asked. "You have hardly touched your bacon."

It was true I had only eaten one piece of bacon, and that's insane for me. I absolutely love bacon. It's my absolute favorite food of all time. For me not to eat it means something is defiantly wrong and Harry knew that.

"I'm just...not that hungry I guess." I replied.

"For real what's wrong?" He asked again. Then he reached across the table and grabbed my hand in his. He started rubbing his thumb up and down on my skin. I tightened the hold of our hands and let out a sigh. "Baby you are scaring me." He said.

"Harry I love you so much. You know that right?" I asked. He raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Right?" I asked again when he didn't answer me.

"Of course I do love. What's going on?" He asked.

"And you want to spend the rest of your life with me, no matter the consequences?" I asked.

"Charlsie what are you talking about?" He asked.

"Promise me right now that no matter what you will always love me. And you won't get mad when I tell you this." I said squeezing his hand.

"Char...." he started.

"Promise me." I begged.

"Okay I promise. Now what the hell is going on?" He asked. I took a deep breath trying to prepare myself for the words that were about to leave my lips.

I knew I needed to tell hi about the baby and and the sickness. I needed to, but did I have it in me to tell him?

"I love you Harry." I said.

"Charlsie just say what you have to say." He said getting impatient.

"Okay." I sighed. "I....." I started but was cut off by the sound of a child crying.

"Mommy! Mommy!" I heard Wiley yell. I have Harry a sympathetic look and have his hand one last squeeze before standing up for the table.

He sighed and slumped down in his seat. I placed both of my hands on either side of his face and made him look me in the eye. "I love you so very much." I whispered for the millionth time in the past five minutes. "I would never do anything to hurt you. Please please forgive me." Then I left a kiss to his lips that probably lingered more than needed.