From Rome with love (Book 4)

All about puppies

2 days later
*Dahlia*
I watch as Zac is hugging Molly for the fifth time. "Come on babe, we need to get going if we want to catch our plane".

"I just hate leaving her like this, alone and scared in a foreign country". He pout for about the one millionth time. "What if she feel we are abandoning her ? What if she forget me ?"

"Zac she won't, she'll be perfectly fine here with Tom and Maddie". After thinking about it and discussing the options we had decided to leave Molly with Tom and Maddie, in case she is having puppies. It is a far better option than her having them in a hotel room in Canada. But Zac has a bit of a hard time coming to terms with it.

Tom steps forward. "I promise she will have everything she needs Zac and we'll send you updates every day".

"I know.. I just.. I want to be there if she is having puppies, to hold her hand.. Uh paw.. whatever.. you know".

"Hmm maybe I can live stream it for you". Tom looks thoughtful. "So you can talk to her".

Zac lights up. "And maybe film it too, I mean so the puppies can see when the get big enough and so I don't miss anything".

"Sure". Tom says smiling.

I groan and look at Maddie. "Okay our husbands are not.. normal. I did not get that kind of attention giving birth".

They both chuckle and look at each other. Maddie is nodding in agreement. Zac just shrug. "You should know that by now kitten".

I finally manage to get Zac out in the car, after another round of hugs and goodbuys, double up for Molly of course. And we are of for the airport.

As we reach the airport a few paparazzi is hanging around, and as they spot us they crowd around. Zac puts his arm protectively around me and the other arm shields Stella who is sleeping in a baby wrap on his chest.

"How do you feel now ?". Someone call out.

"Are you relieved she is no longer a threat ?" Another one calls.

I look up at Zac, silently asking him if he knows what this is about, but he shakes his head slightly, he has no idea.

Zac stops. "Sorry, I actually have no idea what you are referring to, so hard to say".

"You haven't heard ? Gabriella, the woman who took Stella, she has been found dead this morning in the Thames". One of them say. "So how do you feel ?"

"We hadn't heard no.. so honestly I don't know what to feel, it needs to sink in first. But we feel sorry for her family". Zac says. "Now if you will please excuse us we have a plane to catch".

He gently leads me down to the lounge and has me sit down. "How do you feel darling ?"

"Relieved.. sad.. Sorry for her family". I shrug. "I don't know what to feel".

"Honestly I am glad we don't have to worry about her any longer". He sits down beside me, softly kissing the top of Stella's head. "But I wish she could have been helped".

I nod. "I feel bad that she ended where she did at least partly because of me".

"Darling don't blame yourself. She was clearly sick, you just became the focus of her obsession because you are everything she wanted to be. It's not Your fault". He takes my hand, rubbing it gently.

I smile at him. "I know it Zac, my brain knows it. But my heart keep feeling guilty. I mean I don't deserve all this happiness. I am nothing special. So why did I deserve it and she didn't".

"Look at me kitten". He squeeze my hand and I do. "Don't do this. You deserve everything good in Your life, because you are a light in this world. And Your happiness do not take away from others, so don't blame yourself".

"Oh Zac, you always know what to say don't you". I lean in to kiss him softly. "I love you so damn much".

He smiles that special smile that is reserved for me when he is happy. "And I love you kitten, more than words could ever express".

Soon after we board the plane. Zac has made sure there is a cot for Stella to sleep in and he manage to get her down in it without her waking. "She really is the easiest child ever. If they are all like this we could have ten no trouble".

"Oh no Zac, don't even think about it". I laugh. "And by the way, the next one is probably making trouble enough for two".

"Then we handle it to, because you are such an amazing mother". He leans over to kiss me lovingly.

I sigh against his lips. "And you are the best father they could ever have".

He chuckles. "You know what ? I think we kind of make other people gag sometimes with being so.. lovey dovey.. but you know what.. I don't care. I want us to be like this 50 years from now, when we are old and grey and watching our great grandkids play".

"Oh, you have our whole lives planned I hear". I giggle lightly and smile at him. He never ceases to amaze me or to make me love him even more.

"I have.. every detail.. or well not every detail. You will still look stunning and I will still love you to the moon and back". He bite his lip.

I rest my head on his shoulder, as the plane is about to take off. "You are just the most adorable man in the world, no contest".

"Adorable ? What am I ? A puppy ?" He makes a face.

"Yeah, you are my cute puppy.. that might be you new nickname puppy".