Ryle:
"Go, go, go." I chant, guiding Alba straight from the doorway to the washroom.
"Okay, okay, okay." She chants back, turning around and holding out a hand.
"Right." I mutter, quickly digging into the grocery bag and pulling out three boxes.
"Alright, now go." I shoo her into the washroom and pull the door shut.
"Oh gosh." I hear her whisper to herself and press my ear to the door.
"Is that a yes?!" I call out my heart pounding in my chest.
"Ryle?! I haven't even taken my pants off yet." She growls fro the other side of the door.
"I can come in and help you with that." I offer and she sighs.
"No, no," she says composing herself, "I can do it."
"Okay. If you're sure." I say pressing the side of my face harder against the door.
"Did you do it?" I ask and she kisses her teeth.
"Ryle, I think I'm too excited to pee." She says sheepishly and I sigh.
"Come on Alba, try harder." I encourage her. "You can do it."
"Okay, fine. Should I do all three?" She asks and I shake my head.
"No, just do one today and then the second one tomorrow, and the third the day after that." I say and she takes a deep breath.
"Okay, fine." She says and my light bulb flickers on.
"Want me to get you a glass of water?" I ask eagerly.
"Yeah! Yes! Let's do that!" She responds and I run off to get a glass of water.
I fill it to the top and hurry back to the washroom. I knock to let her know that I'm back and the lock clicks open. I push the door open and she's standing in the middle of the washroom with a frantic expression. She's only wearing my shirt that she'd quickly pulled on to go to the drug store, her hand tightly clutching the test to her chest. I'm ridiculously turned on by the sight of my wife, wearing my shirt, and panicking win the washroom with a pregnancy test. I think I've lost it.
"Here." I quickly thrust out my hand to her and the water sloshes over the rim of the cup. It hits the floor with and awkward slap and we stand there staring at one another's faces.
"I'm scared, but I'm so excited too." She says taking the cup her eyes sparkling and I nod.
"Me too, don't worry. I'll be right here." I assure her and give her a quick, deep and winded kiss before stepping out and closing the door behind me.
I listen to the sound of her gulping the water down and then the sound of her slippers slapping the tiled floor as she paces. A few minutes later Alba reports that she's ready and I don't think I've ever celebrated the fact that someone's had to piss before today.
Alba:
"Oh." I look down at the little pink positive in the little window.
"Woah." I swallow pressing my fingers to my lips. I can see Ryle's shadow underneath the door moving restlessly from side to side, and I press my lips together.
"Ryle." I call out and he instantly perks to attention. "Ryle." I say his name again and he jiggles the knob.
"Alba? Is it.....?" His question trails off and I know what he wants.
I unlock the door and pull it open. Before he could say anything I hold up the test and his eyes fly to it. I watch him as his face contorts and he sinks to the floor shoving his head between his knees.
"Yes!" He cheers. "Yes! Yes! Yes f***ing Yes!"
"You can't swear." I remind him and he ignores me, standing up tall.
Ryle grabs me and kisses me till I'm weak in the knees.
"We can't get that excited yet." I murmur against his lips. "I haven't used the other two tests."
"Don't care, don't care." He mumble against my flushed cheek and I smile.
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"Is it?" He asks and I open the door and show him the positive.
"Yes!" I squeal and he grabs me and squishes me tight against him.
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"Okay Alba, this is it." Ryle says seriously as I throw the door open. "What is it?"
"It's a yes!" I laugh and he jumps up from the ground, hooking his arms under mine, he grabs me and spins me around wildly.
"I'm gonna be a dad!" He laughs and I laugh too.
"You already are a dad." I remind him, and he puts me down.
"Yeah, but not from the love of my life." He points out and I nod my head.
"That's true, very very true." I giggle.
"Congrats Ms. Leafs." Ryle whispers burying his face in my neck.
"Right back at you Mr. Bruins." I whisper back wrapping my arms around his shoulder and letting him carry me to bed.
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Ryle:
I press my cheek to Alba's big round belly and exhale.
"Seamus and Henry DeTamble Kincaid." I whisper kissing her belly. "What a mouth full."
"Well it is two of them you know? Not just one." She smiles.
"Of course, I know." I huff and press my lips to her belly over and over again. "I was the one who pointed it out at the ultrasound."
"Sure." She grins.
"You think I'm lying?" I grin wildly, climbing into bed beside her.
"Of course not! My husband's not a liar, never." Alba laughs and rubs her hands up and down my back.
"That's right." I lay down and snuggle in close to her.
"Emmy's so excited." She smiles, touching her stomach and I nod.
"She want's to be a big sister." I mumble, sleep calling out to me.
"Ryle." Alba murmurs, also falling asleep.
"I know, sorry." I sigh and roll away and off of the bed to my mattress on the floor.
"Soon, babe." She whispers, breathing deeply. "Only a while longer."
"Hmm." I hum to her.
Then the four of us, together, fall asleep.
YOU ARE READING
It Begins With Us
Roman d'amourWhen Ryle Kincaid was left in the dust five years ago, he never knew he could be loved again. He turned on himself, all his hate and anger driving him to isolate his heart from even the idea of love, or wanting. Then he met Alba DeTamble. A strong...
