He Stares Back

Chap. 63: Congratulations

*picture Christian took of Emily before they left the house*

Five months had passed since Christian and Emily had moved to Back Hills, Tennessee, for a better life for them and their unborn child. Within that time period, Christian had successfully created a booming business that has become popularity among the surrounding counties and states. Everybody knows the name Taylor Enterprises. Unfortunately, most of the Southern folk look down upon his situation with Emily. It hit Christian hard when he started to hear people criticize him for impregnating a younger woman and having heir unborn child being born out of wedlock instead of marriage. It took Christian his all to not retaliate against their down-putting comments.

Christian had also hired new staff, including the top of the line security. The best bodyguards were brought in from jobs protecting celebrities and even former President's of the United States of America. After doing his homework in heavy background checks, Christian double checked everything so there wouldn't be any mishaps happen to his family or property. He even gave into Emily's pleas and adopted two fixed security dogs, a German Shepard and a Bloodhound. Emily specially named them Moxie (German Shepard, girl) and Marshall (Bloodhound, boy).

The two lovers had managed to furnish and style the house to Emily's liking, the color scheme's in the rooms of the house involves white. They kept the baby's nursery empty due to the lack of knowledge of the child's sex. They did purchase a crib, a changing station, and a rocker for Emily. They decided that if it were a girl, they would have a fairytale themed nursery. But if it were a boy, jungle themed.

          Also, within those five months, Emily gained bizarre cravings of barbecue flavored chips dipped into strawberry ice cream. And other days, Emily craved bananas and Little Debbie chocolate ding-dong cakes. Emily also craved hot wings after had tried them for the first time, but Christian wouldn't allow her to even look at the hot Buffalo sauced chicken due to the recent report that hot spices could shrink an unborn male's penis size. Though they unaware of the sex of their child, Christian was taking no chances. He forbid it to ever cross Emily's eyes or nostrils. Some foods, mainly pork products, made Emily sick to her stomach. Even bacon made her tummy turn at the smell.

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          The squeeze of Christian's hand brings Emily back to reality. She looks to him with expectant eyes, biting her bottom lip.

"They called your name, Em." Christian stands to his feet, his hand still holding onto the brunette's hand.

Emily nods to him, her thoughts scattered. She holds her large belly, grabbing onto the chair arm for support as she stands to her feet. Christian helps her, grabbing her designer purse. He help her as she waddles to the door.

            Emily's mind had been on the nice woman, Abigail Jane, she had met at the coffee shop the day before. Abigail Jane had reminded her of Kaley, resembling the bright blond hair and brown eyes. The nightmares of Emily's capture and witness to murder had not left her and they had become worse over the course of time. She mainly dreams of Kaley sneaking into the nursery to take their child out of the world. To take some evil out of the world. But Emily knows Kaley was just filled with the lunacy that managed to get the blonde killed.

               After taking her height and weight, Emily is placed in the ultrasound room. Christian holds her hand tightly as the brunette's heart races. She had always wanted a daughter but is slightly concerned if it were a boy.

           If it's a boy... Emily bites her lip, will Christian be able to break the cycle of passing down his father's harsh method of grooming to be the next successful Taylor?

              The nurse puts the jelly on Emily's lower abdomen. Emily gasps at the warm jelly, sitting up to see if she had possibly peed. Everyone gives her a confused look.

               "Just checking if I had owed myself..again." Emily says embarrassed of her own mouth.

               Christian smirks, rubbing his thumb over her fingers. "You're perfect, Sweetheart."

                The OB/GYN, Dr. Tuggle, chuckles lightly at her words. "Don't worry, Dear. You're fine. It's just jitters."
       
                 Emily lays back down, taking in dee breaths in. She feels the ultrasound gun press against her lower abdomen. Dr. Tuggle types in a few numbers. The sound of the unborn baby's heartbeat fills the room. Christian grins happily at the sound, putting his hand on the top of Emily's stomach.

              "Beautiful." Christian gleams up at Emily, who smiles lightly at him. "Just like you, Em."

               The brunette blushes at his comment, squeezing his hand. Emily turns to Dr. Tuggle, letting out a shaky breath.

                "What's the sex?" Emily says nervously, secretly preying for it to be a girl.

                    "Let me see." Dr. Tuggle searches for the space between the baby's legs in the picture. He smiles "Congratulations mommy and daddy! You're going to have a little—"

Did you guys, my readers, really think I'd just tell you what the baby's sex is? If you did, yOu WeRe WrOnG! MOHAHAHAHA!!!

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