There is no reason, there is no rhyme
It's crystal clear
I hear your voice and all the darkness disappears
Every time I look into your eyes
You make me love you...
I belong to you, you belong to me
-I Belong To You by Eros Ramazzotti ft Anastacia
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Eileen
"You've been staring at that picture for the past hour," I said to Alex, hugging him from behind. He'd placed the ultrasound photo on the fridge, another one in our room and another in the restroom. The heart beat had been strong, and now that I had moved in with him he was taking care of me like no other.
He would barely let me lift a finger.
The doctor said that once we were past the twelve week mark, we could relax. The cramping had subsided a lot and that eased my worries.
We hadn't told Adeleine about the pregnancy and she was back to ignoring me the moment that she heard that I'd be moving in. It was obvious to me that she was jealous of both my relationship with Alex as well as with Lucas, who had also returned to the house. She would fume every time she'd see us walking out of the same room together.
"It's a boy," Alex said thoughtfully.
"You think so?"
"Yes," he said turning me around and lifting me up. Automatically, my legs wrapped around his waist. It wasn't recommended that we have sex until the bleeding stopped for at least a week. It had only been three days.
Alex carefully laid me on the bed, not without first removing the shirt of his that I was wearing.
"Stop it," I whispered. "I'm cold."
"Not a problem," he said with a smirk, taking off his boxers.
I covered my face. This man was impossible.
"We're not at your dad's anymore, we don't have to be careful," Alex said with a chuckle.
"But Luke and Addie are here," I said, giggling.
"Mmm, I know. It's not like we can do much right now, baby. But, as soon as the doctor gives us the all clear they should leave the house. They're not going to want to hear what I do to you."
"Promise?"
Alex smirked, hiding his surprise at my words. Again, I blamed it on hormones. His hand went down between my legs and I let out a satisfied sigh at the feel of friction I needed. "I promise."
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