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Megan
One Year Later…
“And this is the kitchen,” I say as I walk into the gorgeous luxurious kitchen with Jeremy and Patricia, a young couple who just got married and is looking for a place to start their family in. “Granite countertops, a gas stove, and look at the spectacular view. Every night, you can sit on your porch and watch the sun setting over Silvergray Mountain.”
If I get this sale, it’s going to be my eleventh since I started my company ten months ago. I’ve been killing it! This whole area is an untapped market. The only other real estate company in town specialized in ranches and they barely had a working website. I left the ranches to them and took over the housing real estate market. It’s been amazing!
“I love these tiles,” Patricia says. “What are they?”
“Porcelain,” I say, happy that I memorized that detail. “They’re more durable than ceramic, which comes in handy if you’re planning on having kids. They won’t crack as easily and—”
Water suddenly sprays all over the tiles.
I stare at it in confusion until I realize it’s coming from me.
Oh, yeah. I’m nine months pregnant. I’m enormous.
“Did your water just break?” Jeremy asks as he stares at me in shock.
“Yup!” I say with my cheeks burning red. “But don’t worry, it won’t stain the tiles. They’ll still be in perfect condition if you choose this wonderful property to be your home.”
“Jeremy,” Patricia says in a tight voice as she grabs my arm. “Call an ambulance.”
“No, no,” I say as I pull out my cell phone. “I’ll call my husband. He’ll be right over.”
I call Noah and tell him the news.
I can hear the edge in his voice even though he’s trying to remain calm. He’s so excited about this baby. We’re having a boy, which I’m thrilled about. I’m anxious to see if he takes after his father. With my husband’s manly genes, I wouldn’t be surprised if he came out of me with a full beard and tattoos.
Noah makes it over in record time. Jeremy and Patricia help me to the driveway as he comes speeding up the road.
Our adorable seven-month-old puppy—a Bloodhound named Rex—is in the front seat. He suddenly disappears when Noah slams on the brakes.
“Watch the dog!” I shout as Noah leaps out of the truck and rushes over. He’s looking a little panicky. Everyone is except for me.
I’ve grown a lot in the past year with Noah by my side and I’m feeling like there’s nothing I can’t do. Even if this labor is tough, I know I can handle it. I can handle anything with this strong supportive man next to me.
“Check out the rest of the place without me,” I say as Noah walks me to the truck. “Just leave through the garage door when you’re done. It’s a lovely home and I’m sure you’ll be really—“
“Megan!”
I look up at Noah in shock. “Yeah?”
“You’re in labor. Clock out, will ya? Stop selling.”
I just can’t help it. I love my job and I just want to see people happy in a house that matches them perfectly.
But… There is a human trying to pass through my loins at the moment, so maybe he has a point.
I slip into the passenger seat, pick up Rex (who is fine by the way), and we head out to the hospital, about to start one more incredible adventure together.
With Noah by my side, I know it’s going to be amazing.
Epilogue
Noah
