Our Hourglass (Sequel to Perfectly Photogenic)

Chapter 10

Ryan and I arrived back two days later and I was feeling a lot better, less stressed. I walked into work with a smile on my face and sat down at my desk.

"You're in a fantastic mood this morning." Emilee smiled over at me.

"Ryan and I went camping. I feel less stressed about everything like work, him leaving to go record the new album, then go on tour and the pressure to have a baby, well I guess I can scratch out the last part."

"What?! Oh my go- you're-"

"No, no, but we are trying." I said, smiling.

"Awe! I can't wait until you give me the news, like the day you find out! Yay!" Emilee cheered, clapping her hands. "I'm going to be an auntie..again!"

"Who's an auntie again? Which sister had another baby?" Matt asked, walking in.

"None, Brianne."

"You're having a baby?!" He squealed, rushing over to my desk.

"No I'm not, we're just trying that's all." I admitted.

"Still and we're going to throw you the best baby shower there is!" Matt exclaimed.

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Ryan's POV

"I think it's awesome you and Brianne are trying for a kid." Vinny said, smiling.

"Yeah, but is it the right time? I want one, but now I'm starting to second guess it like Brianne was."

"You guys both want a baby, right?" I nodded my head, agreeing. "And you both talked about this, correct?"

"Countless times. But, Vinny we're going to be getting busy real soon with this new record and of course we'll be touring, what if Brianne ends up pregnant? I'll miss the first appointment and whatever comes up next."

"You know a pregnancy is nine months, right?"

"I'm not stupid, Vinny."

He rolled his eyes and sighed. "If Brianne gets pregnant, she'll be fine."

I nodded my head, agreeing again and went back to playing video games. I don't want to miss out on significant moments with my first kid and I know Brianne wouldn't want that either.

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Brianne's POV

I was editing some photos and going through some emails when the front door opened. My favorite person in the world was home.

"Brianne?" Ryan called.

"Dining room."

"What's up, gorgeous?" He smiled.

"Work." I chuckled.

"Work, work, you work too much." Ryan said, kissing my forehead.

"How was hanging out with Vinny?"

"Fun." Ryan sat across from me, tapping his fingers against the table.

"You okay?" I asked, looking up from my laptop.

"I'm second guessing myself now."

I furrowed my eyebrows at him. "What's wrong?"

He sighed, removing his snapback and ran his fingers through his hair. "What if you end up pregnant, I'm going to miss the first appointment and certain things. I don't want to let you or our baby down."

I sighed, placing my hand on top of his. "Ryan, you won't miss out on important events if I do end up pregnant. You really want to miss out on morning sickness, swollen ankles and raging mood swings?"

"Brianne, this is our first child, I don't want to miss anything." Ryan smiled at me.

"I can promise you won't miss anything." I smiled. "Hey, we've only tried one time and I won't know unless I'm late and take a test."

Ryan scooted closer to me, smiling and placed his hand down on my stomach. "I just really want to have a family with you."

"I have this weird feeling that it might happen, Ryan."

Ryan leaned forward, pressing his lips to mine. "You're going to be a wonderful mother."

"And you are going to make a terrific dad." I looked down at Ryan's hand and then back up to him, smiling.

"Little Baby Sitkowski." He giggled.

I couldn't wait to start this family with Ryan either. There would be a piece of our hearts breathing, playing and running around our house. I wonder what we'd be having first: a boy or a girl?

I can imagine a little boy just like Ryan with that dark brown hair and eyes. Not to mention, that devious little smirk Ryan gives time to time. I can really see Ryan and our son being the best of buddies.

A girl on the other hand would put us both into the grave. Girls are fine too, but I just know when she reaches those teen years, she'll definitely be causing both me and her father grief. I'm not saying having daughters is a curse, but they certainly do develop little personalities fast, though that's all kids.

Still, son or daughter, I know Ryan and I will raise them to be a happy, respectful human being. Just really hope in the next few days I see two little pink lines in front of me.