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The newscaster explains that arrests are already being made in what might be the largest mafia corruption scandal that the city has ever seen. I wonder if Gabriele is watching it, I know he’d like to see his name in a headline like that.
“Can’t believe how far this has all gone,” she says quietly and I see the excitement in her eyes dull.
This is not how I want her to remember the start of our life together. There should be no bitter taste in her mouth when she looks at me. So, I pull the pan of bacon away from the heat and stand in front of her with my hand outstretched.
“I have something to show you,” I say with a cheeky smile.
“Oh?” she asks, placing her hand in mine.
I pull her from the sofa and lead her through the apartment. It has taken me all morning to prepare this surprise for her, and it was particularly difficult to do without waking her up from her sleep.
I stop in front of a closed door and she gives me a puzzled look.
“It’s not much, yet, this is only the start,” I say.
I twist the knob and swing the door open to reveal a completely empty room. On the far end is a window with a view of the city. She steps inside and looks around, uncertain of what it is I am trying to show her.
“I cleared it out this morning,” I say, pleased with my progress. “I think this is the perfect room for the baby.”
She spins around to look at me with a bewildered look in her eyes. And I watch as they tear up slightly. She blinks the tears away and throws herself into my arms.
“It will be perfect, and it's right near where we sleep!” she says excitedly.
“I thought that might be a good idea,” I laugh. “I hope you don’t mind that I did this without consulting you.”
“Not at all!” she laughs as she twirls through the room. “Oh, the view!”
She walks up to the window and stares out of it for a while. Nobody has ever looked as beautiful against that skyline as she does. As I watch her, I picture what she might look like with a large pregnant belly and a glowing feeling starts in my chest.
“You did all of this while I was asleep?” she asks. “What happened to all the stuff that was in here?”
“I won’t tell you that, but I will tell you not to open the closet in the second guest room,” I joke.
“Thank you,” she says kindly. “With everything that’s happened, it doesn’t quite feel real yet, but now it does and I can’t thank you enough for that.”
I wonder if her life has gone the way she had hoped or planned. Has she always wanted to have a child? Or does she feel the way that I do about all of it? I know for certain that I don’t have any regrets, though.
There is peace in this home while she is here. And with it, comes peace in my heart.
“So, what color do you want to paint it?” I ask. “We’ll go buy some paint later today, if you like?”
She gasps and clasps her hands together. “Oh no!” she laughs. “I definitely haven’t thought that far ahead yet. I think I need to spend some more time in this room first. How could I ever decide without doing that?”
“Alright, well, it doesn’t have to be paint,” I chuckle. “We can go look at some cribs and changing stations, or some clothes maybe. I mean, I don’t think we have anything!”
“Can Jess come?” she asks.
“Of course, the more the merrier!”
After everything that has happened, I will do anything to keep the smile that she currently wears on her face. It means the world to me, and it is the same smile I hope our child will wear one day.
“Come here,” I laugh as I pull her in close to me.
I kiss her and her lips part, allowing my tongue to slip in. Her tongue moves around mine and immediately I want more of her. And when she bites my lip and tugs slightly, my hands immediately move down to her ass.
Her little satin nightgown lifts up enough for me to learn that she isn’t wearing any underwear, while I’m only wearing my boxer-briefs. Her hand feels its way down my chest and over my abdomen as she kisses me. Then, her fingers slip between my skin and the elastic of my underwear and she works her way in.
The tips of her fingers twirl delicately over the tip of my cock as her tongue mimics the motion. It feels so good that my knees threaten to buckle. When her fingers stroke across the length of my shaft, I feel myself get harder than I have ever been before.
