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“These,” I point at her breasts from the side, “are knockouts, huge and ridiculous.” They are larger than when I originally met her, and they are a great starting point to make her laugh. Audra gives me a small laugh and rolls her eyes. “I can guarantee you that these are grabbing a guy's attention way before this does.” I move my hands to her stomach.
I reach for the lipstick, uncap it, and move to the mirror. “Do you mind?” Once she shakes her head, I step out of the way and draw over where her breasts are in the mirror. Two circles side by side, and then I step in front of it, so she can't see it. Just above them, I write in all caps, 'KNOCKOUTS!' Then I write 'huge' in the left and 'ridiculous' in the right. When I move back to Audra, she laughs.
With my hands on her hips again, I let her look in the mirror for a moment before I make my next move. Slowly, I slide my hands down her sides as I lower my body. My hands are close enough that if I'm not careful, I'll touch her legs. I hover my hands over her thighs. First, down the back of them, then the sides, the front, and the sides again. I never touch them, and my eyes remain on hers the entire time.
“These legs are still fantastic. They lead the eyes all the way down,” my hands move to her calfs and back up, “and then up again.”
“They are thunder thighs,” she says quietly as if she doesn't want to mess up what I'm doing, but couldn't resist saying so. Her thighs aren't sleek, slender, or small. There's meat on those bones, and there's enough to make a man want to spread his fingers out, grab onto them, and wrap them babies around his waist. These legs, completely normal and sexy, add to her curves.
“And they work wonders because of it. Trust me.”
I move to the mirror and outline her legs. Just like last time, I move in front so she can't see. I decide she needs one more funny truth before we get serious. So this time, I write 'Thunder thighs make Neil go crazy'. When I step back, Audra smiles. I step behind her again and recount what we have so far.
“Okay, so we have 'huge and ridiculous knockouts' and those gorgeous 'thunder thighs' of yours.”
Audra almost sounds shy when she asks, “What's next?”
With my hands now on her arms, I glide them up to her shoulders. My fingers grab a handful of her hair. “Love your hair.” I place my hands on her neck with my fingers stretched out so I'm not holding her neck. I rub my thumbs up and down the back of her neck. “And your neck.” I drag a finger from her chin, up her jaw, to her ear. I trail her nose, lips, and eyebrows. “And your face. Everything about it is kind, sweet, a bit bad ass. It's beautiful.”
I outline her face and write in a column 'kind, sweet, bad ass, beautiful face'. Behind her again, I saved the best for last. With open palms, I rub her belly and turn my head towards her ear.
“My favorite,” I whisper. “This shows what your body is capable of. It's a reminder that our daughter is in there, being protected by her mom while she grows until she's ready to meet us. This is a pretty, round stomach that is carrying a life. What's more beautiful than that?”
She gulps as I leave her to go outline her stomach in the mirror. All I write inside it is 'our daughter'. When I turn around to face her, she has tears in her eyes. Thankfully, they don't fall over.
“Thank you,” she says softly. “You put it all into perspective and made me appreciate the changes.” Audra turns and starts to redress.
“We didn't even talk about your ass,” I comment, dragging my eyes down her backside. Audra starts laughing and it's such a good sound to hear. I hope my daughter has that laugh. “So?”
“So what?” she asks, slipping her shirt back on to be fully dressed again as she faces me.
“Are you going to go on a date with me? Do you want to, I mean?” The urge to pace creeps into my system, but I resist.
“Yes, I do. Where are you going to take me?”
I smile. “I'll think of something.”
She raises an eyebrow. “You asked me out without having an actual date in mind?”
“Yep.”
And then, my gut tightens with nerves. My what if's have changed. I no longer think that my baby girl will feel like a simple obligation. She's my daughter and I'm her father. I'm excited to meet her. What if something happens and I don't meet her? What if I fall in love with Audra and I mess up? What if I do something so stupid, Audra tries to keep baby girl away from me? I don't think she would, but more bad things seem to happen when you're in love. Anything is possible.
That's the scariest thing of all.
I'm just getting ahead of myself because of past experiences.
“Neil?”
I blink. Audra's standing in front of me now.
“Are you okay?” she asks, placing a hand on my arm.
“Yeah,” I answer. She doesn't look like she believes me. “Why don't we go lay down before I have to go?” I want to talk to baby girl, so I'm really hoping she'll fall asleep.
“Okay, sure.” We go into the living room, and I lay down first, pressed against the back of the couch. Audra looks unsure for a moment before she comes to lay in front of me. I rest my hand on her side before sliding it forward to the front of her stomach. “Neil?”
“Yeah, Audra?”
