Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
What to do, what to do? Suddenly inspiration struck.
“Mom, can I take the spare car seat from your car?” I asked hopefully. “We’ll return it right after.”
“Sure, do whatever,” Coralie said carelessly before turning and going back inside. “Come on Humphs. I know you can’t get enough of this.” With that, she shucked off her oversize t-shirt, showing us her bare, leathery back and saggy buttocks. I was so embarrassed, but a quick look at Elliot revealed only pure disgust on his face. It was clear that my mom cared nothing about me, the baby, or even the man standing by my side. Coralie only cared about herself, and getting laid by the low-class Humphrey.
With Ezra safely strapped in place, we left the trailer park, and I never went back, not even to pick up my things. Elliot had seen enough in fifteen minutes, and there was no way he would consent to his son ever stepping foot in Monroe again. We moved into his house that night, and began the task of renewing our love for one another immediately. I did make a few overtures to Coralie in the following months, but they fell flat. My mom wasn’t interested in knowing us, and all communication between us died.
But what I lost in one part of my life, I gained in another. My love with Elliot sprang anew, and it was as if we had never been apart. I slipped into his arms easily, and his kiss touched me to my core. That first night, we slept with Ezra in the big bed between us, but the next day, Elliot took us shopping and we purchased an entire nursery set for his mansion. Since then, Elliot and I have renewed our love for one another nightly, the handsome man exploring my curves with intense passion.
Of course, the result is that I’m pregnant again, although Elliot doesn’t know it yet. I rub my belly with a happy smile on my face,
“How are my two favorite people?”
I look up to find my man in the doorway, looking insanely handsome. His black hair is swept off his forehead, and those blue eyes gleam with knowledge. Oh no, did he just see? Regardless, I jump up and give him a kiss.
“Where have you been today?” I ask merrily. “Ezra misses his daddy, and it’s almost time for the party!”
Elliot laughs deep in his chest. I could listen to that laugh forever. Then, with a sweep of his arms, he pulls a funky-looking cake out from behind his back.
“I got a cake for you, baby girl. Happy birthday, my love.”
I giggle at the monstrosity in front of me. The cake has two parts: the number “2” and the number “0,” except in this case, both numbers are totally lopsided, and the frosting looks like it hardened before it could be spread thoroughly, leaving small patches of cake showing through.
“Did you make this?” I giggle.
He nods.
“I did, sweetheart. I wanted to give you something straight from the heart, and homemade is the way to go.”
I laugh again while throwing my arms around him.
“Thank you, Elliot,” I say. “Just in time too because our guests are going to arrive any minute now.”
He puts the cake down and pulls me into his arms.
“Is Olly coming?”
I nod happily.
“Yes, she said her last class finishes at 10 a.m., so she got into her car straight after and is going to make it to the party tonight. I can’t wait to see my best friend.”
Elliot nuzzles my hair, and presses a kiss to my cheek.
“Has she talked to Josh yet?” he asks. “Just wondering.”
“Oh you’re so bad!” I laugh. “Josh is from high school, silly. But there’s a second Josh now, if you can believe it. I mean, a new guy at college who’s also named Josh, and she’s been crushing on him.”
Elliot laughs.
“Well, I hope we get to meet him some day. At least I’ll remember his name,” he quips.
I merely slap his arm playfully.
“You’re so bad!”
But then Elliot gets serious and pulls me closer.
“You know I appreciate you, Kaylee. I know you have big dreams about going into the restaurant industry, and I support you. I want to help you achieve those dreams, but I am also so grateful that you’ve put those dreams on hold for the moment to be a mommy to our son.”
Tears fill my eyes.
“Nothing makes me happier than being a mommy to Ezra, Elliot. You know that,” I say in a gentle voice. “And guess what? I have a surprise for you too, even though it’s not your birthday.”
He pulls back for a moment.
“What is it?”
I smile again, my eyes filling with tears.
“You’re going to be a daddy again, Elliot. I’m pregnant.”
His face fills with joy and he covers my face with kisses before sinking to one knee. He presses his cheek against my stomach, although it’s still relatively flat.