Pregnant and Homeless✔

Chapter 47

Thanks for your warm comments this morning. They really made me feel better. 

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"Good morning, husband," I said squeezing Valdo's butt cheeks. I wrapped my hands around his waist and rested my head on his back.

He chuckled, "Good morning, wife." He turned around and gave me a soft kiss. "How did you sleep?"

"It was short, my husband kept me up all night, but I'm not complaining." It's been a week since we consummated our marriage and we've made love every night since. It was too good not to. The best thing was that every time we made love, it got better and better.

He chuckled, "You can spend the whole day resting."

I shook my head, "No. I promised Hannah I'd come by the Center. Can you drop me there on your way to work please?" I asked, looking into his enchanting blue eyes. I haven't been to the Center in a while, and it would be good for me to see the girls again.

"Of course," he rubbed his hands down my arm, "What do you want for breakfast?"

"You." I wanted him all day, every day.

He grinned, "You're such a bad girl." he placed his lips on mine and kissed me softly then pulled away. "I wish I could spend the entire day with you, but I don't have much time to spare. I have a meeting at eight." Valdo was very strict when it came to his business meetings and other people's time and I admired that about him.

I ran my hands over his chest, "Okay, so let's skip homemade breakfast and satisfy of our other needs, we can share a shower, and on our way, we can pick up breakfast at a Mcdonald's drive-thru. That should give us around thirty minutes, less if Jamaica wakes up." Somehow we've always successfully made love when Jamaica was asleep. She's never bothered us while we were engaging in the act, but they were plenty of times she kept us busy doing other things.

He laughed, "You have a solution for everything." He picked me up, bridal style and carried me into our bedroom.

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As correctly calculated, we got thirty minutes of pleasure. Jamaica is a good baby for waking up when we were getting ready. It didn't take long for us to get her ready as well. As planned, we got breakfast at a Mcdonald's drive-thru, and we ate on the way to the Center.

The last time I ate McDonald's was when I was homeless. There were times when I only could afford an Egg McMuffin and a small peppermint tea for breakfast, and there were times when I couldn't afford breakfast at all.

If being homeless for six months taught me anything, it sure taught me how to be grateful in life. My mother wasn't rich, but she made sure breakfast was on the table every morning. I never knew the value of her sacrifices until I was alone and homeless with food and shelter.

Valdo parked his car outside the Center and turned to me, "Can you ask Zuria to drop you home? My meetings might last longer than expected."

"Sure." Zuria is a sweetheart, and I knew she wouldn't hesitate to bring me home if I asked her.
"What would you like for dinner tonight?" As his wife, I tried to make sure I had his dinner ready for him when he got home. Sometimes we switch the roles, and he'd prepare dinner.

"I was thinking we could ask your mom to babysit Jamaica and we go out for dinner."

I smiled, "That sounds great. Should I wear casual or date clothes?"

He shrugged, "It doesn't matter what you wear. You look gorgeous in everything. I'll pick you up directly after work so I'll still be in my suit."

"Okay." I chirped. "I'll surprise you." Valdo's favourite colour is red, and he'd go crazy when I wore red undies, I might be able to get the same response from him with a red dress.