My Mother's Bestfriend

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Regina's POV

I'm just about ready to give birth. Any day now. I'm scared and worried but he won't be premature. That's amazing! Emma and I decorated the room which was a lot of fun.

Flashback

I come home from a long day. Usually I get home earlier but I had two meetings and it was long. I get home around 6 and I don't see Emma in the kitchen.

"Emma...... Baby?" I call out. I slip my heels off and pick them up going. yo the stairs. I go to our room and I don't see her. I put my purse in the closet along with my heels. I hop into the shower and then I brush my teeth and put on some comfy clothes. Leggings and a sweater with fuzzy socks on. I take off my makeup and put my glasses on.

"Emma?" I hear movement in the nursery so I go inside. I gasp in shock.

"Emma you're doing all this?" She stands and smiles before walking over and kissing me. Her hands hold me tightly and then reach down to rest on my butt. I shake my head and lean up kissing her cheek.

"Wow Emma."

"It's not done yet but almost." I smile and look around. The walls used to be a beige now one wall is white the other three a medium gray tone. She's still painting but there's a dresser with a changing station on top that's a navy blue with a cute matching navy blue crib. I smile.

"Can I help?"

"Of course baby." She hands me a paint brush.

"Yay!"

"I'm just touching up the parts next to the tape babe." I nod getting on the carpet floor to help. This is kind of fun.

"Emma this is great!"

"Babe."

"I'm so proud of you." I hug her tightly and she kisses my head. I pull back and Emma moves to take the tape off.

"Now the top coat is clear but if we put it on it makes it dry quicker and it stays longer so we don't have to touch it up in the future." I nod and she hands me a paint brush and we put on the top coat of it. I smile and look around. It's really coming around. She hugs me from behind rubbing my stomach and I lean into her front.

"I love you." I whisper.

"I love you more Regina."

End of Flashback

I smile. There's some toys now. Emma put up two fake swords but they look real. I started calling him my little prince and Emma made that his room theme. She even got someone to paint a little mural above his bed of two soldiers fighting. There's a rocking chair in the right corner by the window and a table stacked with baby blanket. It looks great. Emma put shelves on the wall and she got soldier toys and antiques up there with battle clothes and horses. Even battle ships and soldiers. It's cute. I can't wait to give birth. I'm so nervous. But I'm ready.

"Dinner Emma!" I call out and I hear her running down the steps.

"Mhm smells good baby."

"Cheese broccoli soup with bread. I know you said you're stomachs been upset so I thought soups and bread would fill you without making you throw up." She kisses my cheek.

"I love you so much. You care about me so much."

"I love you too."

"You're such wifey material." I turn looking at her in shock.

"Wifey material? What does that even mean?" I ask confused and she chuckles.

"It means you are a real woman. Different from other girls. Other girls will give you their body and all the sex in the world. And you do but you also are giving me a family and you've already given me so much tender love and care. You cook and clean and you don't scream at me when I miss a dish day or put them in the dishwasher clean but forget to dry. Or when I leave the toilet seat up. Or leave my toothbrush on the counter. Or leave the bed unmade. You calmly remind me and I listen because I love you more than anything in the world. You're loyal. Kind, sweet, caring, compassionate, smart, funny. You're everything I look for in a wife."

"I am?"

"Of course Regina. You're perfect in my eyes. I love who you are, I love all of you ever part inside and out. Flaws and all. I love you."

"I love you too Emma." I say but a tear slips from my eye.

"That was meant to be sweet. I didn't mean to make you cry."

"No no it was so sweet E. I just didn't expect that."

"Expect the unexpected baby."

"Let's eat." She smiles and we go to the table. We sit and talk and talk and talk. I want to be this happy. Forever.