Pregnant and Homeless✔

Chapter 38

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"Are you really not telling me where we are?" I giggled with excitement. When we left our wedding reception around two hours ago, Valdo refused to tell me where we were heading. He said it was a surprise. How big of a surprise it was that Jamaica was left behind? Well, I found that out when pressure changed hit my body. My heart left my chest. Valdo had to assure me that we were in his private jet. I calm down for a few minutes only have to have my imaginations run wild when the jet was peacefully in the air.

He held my hand the entire journey just to assure me that everything was okay.

We recently exited Valdo's private jet, and now we were walking through what I suspected was an airport based on the intercom noises.

"You'll know in a few minutes, I promise."

Anxiety was killing me. I was walking through an airport with a blindfold over my eyes; I had no idea where we were. The fresh cold air hit my face, and I smile. "We're no longer in the airport."

"Correct."

I frowned, "But we didn't go through security and stuff."

He chuckled, "We did. They were told to expect us, so we went through hassle-free."

I frowned, "Just like that?" Did he really have so much power he could just walk out of an airport? Who did I marry?

"Just like that. Bend your head; we're going in a car." I did as he instructed, but I still ended up hitting my head. Valdo chuckled and helped me. When I successfully entered the car, Valdo slid in beside me.

My mind went wild with thoughts, where could we possibly be? I doubt we were still in New York, but we couldn't be too far, could we?

"Are we close?" I asked once again.

"We'll be there in less than thirty minutes. I promise." He leaned in and placed a kiss on my cheek. "You're going to love what I've planned for our honeymoon."

I turned to him, "I thought we weren't going to have a honeymoon."

He chuckled, "Eric said we could take three days."

I calmed down a little. If Eric said, we have time, we time. "So we're heading to our honeymoon spot now?"

"Yup."

I frowned, "But Jamaica is not with us." Everywhere we went to Jamaica was by our side. We've never left her anywhere before.

"Our mothers volunteered to keep her while we're away. She'll be okay," he assured.

"Oh, I miss her already," I whispered. I trusted my mom and Hannah 100%, but it still scared me. Could they manage her 2 am crying and her five needs for constant attention? I knew they have experience with children, but it's been over eighteen years my mother and Hannah haven't had to worry about changing diapers and such.

Valdo pushed his head on my shoulder, "I miss her too, but she'll be okay." He ran his fingers down my arm, "If it makes you feel any better, Eric will be there as well. He offered to Dogsit King and so he'll be by the apartment with your mom."

I smirked, "Who's idea was that?"

"Eric's. He always dogsits for me when I'm away."

"But does he dogsit at your apartment?" I asked with a smirk.

"Well, no."

I chuckled, "Valdo. I think Eric likes my mom."

He laughed, "You're right. He probably does."