My Lighthouse

The last time

Mark stared at the screen and tears came in his eyes. Sheila was holding his hand, while doctor Dave went over her belly with the ultrasound device. "Are you sure Dave?" Mark asked, slightly worried he made a mistake. Dave smiled brightly. "Yes my friend, I am two hundred percent sure". "Well, okay 199%" he grinned. Mark caressed Sheila's face and tenderly kissed her lips. "Thank you so much", he whispered. "A baby girl, oh sweetheart you make me so happy". "I would have been happy with a boy too, but....." Mark silenced for a moment and kissed her again. Both staring at the screen, Dave showed them the baby's feet, hands, her little nose and the reason why Dave thought it was a girl. Mark shook his head, "unbelievable.....within one and half month I will be able to kiss her little feet". "I can hardly believe it."

He gently stroke Sheila's face again, his eyes filled of love for her. "Are we going shopping now?" Sheila grinned and squeezed his hand. "Yes sweetie, now we're going shopping". Sheila and Mark didn't wanted to know at first what the gender of the baby would be. But being so close to the date of birth, Mark freaked out of curiosity and decided to ask Dave what it was. "A baby girl", Mark repeated again, while Sheila was putting her shirt on and smiled brightly. "Oh girl, you may buy every baby dress in town, if you want to" he said enthusiastically and he took Sheila in his arms and kissed her passionately.

After Dave had congratulated them, they immediately went into town to get some more baby stuff. Mark smiled, when he saw Sheila twirling around the baby-shop, buying almost every cute dress she could find. They didn't wanted everything in pink, but girly it had to be according to the both of them. "Oh Mark look!" Sheila yelled and hold up the tiniest jeans jacket he had ever seen, with cute applications on it. Mark pressed his lips together, trying not to burst into laughter. "Sweetie she will only be able to wear this, when she is at least a half year old, or something like that" Though to Sheila that wasn't a good reason for not buying it and the sales lady smiled slightly uncomfortable, because of this well known celebrity who bought almost half her shop.

Finally home, Sheila was exhausted and decided to lay down for a while, to feel more rested before they would go to diner. Mark asked if she wanted some tea, but although Sheila loved that, she refused to step into the kitchen and asked Mark to bring it upstairs. While she walked up the stairs, Mark watched her going and regretted the fact, that after all these months she still hardly came into the kitchen. She had told him over and over again, she was doing fine, but he didn't believe her. The first time she walked into the house, he had asked for professional help. Sheila had been angry at him at first, but when they entered the kitchen she started sweating and after only a minute or five she had been started crying. Not just slightly quietly or just tears. No, she shocked heavily and when Mark had tried to hold her in his arms she started screaming and crying at the same time. The psychologist had shaken her head and recognized a customer for the next upcoming years, though Sheila thought otherwise and refused any profession help.

After that experience, she only came into the kitchen for breakfast and only if Mark was around as well. One day he slept long into the day, after a late gig and he had found her in the living room, curled up on the couch and a mug of Starbucks coffee in her hands. When he asked her where she got that from, he found out, she walked all the way to the Starbucks shop to get her coffee and walked back home again, instead of making coffee in her own kitchen. Mark hadn't said anything, but just taken her into his strong warm arms, where she felt save. He never forced her to get into the kitchen, but he also realized that if the baby would be born, she had to get herself over it and face the demons she was still fighting. He turned around and walked into the kitchen to make her some tea.

Diner couldn't have been better, than Mark had arranged it this time. As soon as he noticed, Sheila was still slightly tired after her nap, he called one of their favorite restaurants, The Ledbury at Ledbury Road in Notting Hill to arrange diner at their home. One of the cooks as well as a waiter of The Ledbury took care of everything all evening and Sheila enjoyed it to the fullest. She didn't wanted to know, what it had cost him to arrange all this. She just wanted to enjoy her time together with Mark and the delicious food they served. Candles were softly burning, while the waiter came walking in with a beautiful decorated desert. Sheila put her hand on her tummy and smiled, "girl we're spoiling you to much already and the best is yet to come." Mark frowned. "The best is yet to come?" But Sheila only laughed softly with a naughty look in her eyes and shook her head, while she looked sideways at the waiter. Mark's eyes sparkled. Even pregnant that long she was still naughty.

After they finished desert they thanked the cook and the waiter for a splendid evening and walked back into the living room with their hands strangled. Mark sat down on the couch and pulled Sheila close to him. The candles lightened the room beautifully, as well as their eyes as they looked at each other. Sheila lay her head on the back of the couch and stared into his eyes. Her hand played with the hair in his neck as he bended forwards to gently kiss her lips. With her other hand she caressed his cheek. "Thanks on behalf of mother and child", she whispered and slowly her tongue found its way into his mouth. Mark moaned softly and put his hand on her tummy and stroke it gently. "Thank you on behalf of the happiest man and father on this world" he mumbled and slowly he bended over towards her belly and kissed it as gently as he could. "Daddy loves you and your mummy more then anything on this world, did you know that?" Sheila's heart missed a beat of the intense feeling of love she felt inside, when she heard him talk like that. She let her hand ran through his hear and Mark kissed her belly again. Suddenly he pushed himself up from the couch, blew almost all the candles out and took Sheila by the hand while he whispered, let's go to bed sweetheart. "Let me spoil you some more". His voice sounded low and promising and Sheila blushed by the feeling she got inside. Now she new they were going to get a baby girl it felt differently to make love to him. But who knows what he had in mind, she thought and blew out the last candle when she followed him upstairs.

Slow and tender Mark undid her from her clothes. He shoved the blouse from her shoulder and kissed the smooth skin underneath. When her bra fell on the floor and his lips caressed her nipples, Sheila felt the passion burn through her veins. Mark didn't wanted to bother her with his clothes and as quick as he could, he took them of to throw them on the floor. The light on her nightstand shined softly on their naked bodies. Sheila stared into his beautiful blue eyes and let her finger wonder over his soft hairy chest. "I will love you for ever", she whispered. "And I hope she gets your eyes". Mark grinned and took her face between his hands to slowly kiss her eyes, down to her lips. "What's wrong with your beautiful green eyes", he mumbled with his lips against hers. "I fell in love with your eyes, the day Louis introduced me to you, although they didn't really saw me." Sheila whispered. Mark hold his head slightly backwards, his face serious. "You hide yourself for so many years sweetheart". "You didn't even saw yourself". "How could I see you than?"

"I have never been so flabbergasted about a woman, as when I saw you swimming in the pool back in South Africa." He took a string of her long hair between his fingers and let it glide between them. "Your blond hair lay around you in the water like a waterfall." "You were the most beautiful creature I had ever seen and then you looked up." "I couldn't believe, it was you". Mark kissed her more passionately before he continued, "from that day on, I wanted only you". His voice was low and sensual and his hands started to explore her soft and smooth body. While kissing her neck, he mumbled, "and now this gorgeous woman is giving me the most beautiful gift I could possibly want". Sheila's breathing was going faster, when she felt his fingers stroking down her body, touching the soft sensitive skin between her legs. He moaned when he felt how warm and smooth she felt. Carefully he pushed her towards the bed.

"What do you want sweetheart?", he whispered softly. Sheila put her hands on her belly and rubbed it gently. She pressed her lips together, while she held her face slide ways and looked at him with a naughty look in her eyes. "Just once?" Mark smirked "hmm because you ask me so sweetly" and he guided her onto the bed to make love to her as tender and gently as he could. Although their movements weren't that quick anymore, it wasn't less passionate. It just felt different than it was ever before. They both realized this would be the last time before she would go into labor. He loved to caress her beautiful belly and her well-shaped breasts, especially now she was pregnant. Though making love to her was different, now he knew they would be having a baby girl. He kissed her passionately, pulled the sheets over their naked bodies and with his arm around her, she lay with her back against his warm chest. He kissed her shoulder, while his hand caressed her belly. "I love you both", he whispered and as he noticed her breathing going slower, he realized she was sleeping. He smiled and closed his eyes, to fall asleep quickly after her......