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And more than that,Iwant him. Not just for our baby. For me.
We leave the nursery, hand in hand, and I feel a sense of excitement building in me. Sure, there will be challenges ahead, but I know we'll face them together.
As we walk down the hallway, Gray leans down to whisper in my ear.
"Hey, maybe we should practice making babies again tonight."
I laugh, feeling a blush rise to my cheeks.
"Maybe we should wait until after dinner," I tease.
Gray grins down at me, his eyes shining.
"Can't wait," he murmurs before pulling me into another kiss.
I melt into him, feeling a sense of happiness and contentment wash over me.
Everything is going to be okay.
Gray sits me down at the kitchen island, treating me with the softness of something fragile. Then he starts to rummage through the cupboards, searching for ingredients. I watch him move around the kitchen, appreciating the way he seems so comfortable in this space. I can't help but hope that this is what my future looks like--Gray cooking in our kitchen, me watching him while holding our baby.
"What are you making?" I ask, breaking the comfortable silence between us.
"Something special," Gray replies with a grin. "I'm no chef, but I can whip up some mean grilled cheese."
I chuckle, watching him pull out the bread and cheese from the fridge. He starts to slice the cheese, placing it onto the bread before putting it in the frying pan.
As he cooks, we talk about our future. Gray tells me about his plans for the crib, how he wants to make it from scratch. I can already picture it--a beautiful wooden crib, made with love from the man I love.
I haven't told him yet.
But I think I'm going to...tonight. It feels right.
"Maybe we can take a trip to the hardware store this weekend," I suggest, feeling a sense of excitement at the idea of building something together.
"Sounds like a plan," Gray agrees, flipping the grilled cheese. "And we could pick out some paint for the nursery."
I nod, feeling a sense of joy building in me. This is what I've always wanted--a partner to share my life with, to build a family with.
Gray places the grilled cheese onto a plate, sliding it in front of me. "Bon appetit," he says with a flourish, his southern twang making a welcome appearance. I dig in, and I find that he really does make a mean grilled cheese.
We eat together in silence. I'm famished after the day I had--taking the test, having a good cry, wondering how to tell him. This has all gone so much better than I could have even dreamed.
"Hey, Gray," I start when I'm done with my sandwich, "I think...I think we should consider re-negotiating our contract."
He goes still, and I can tell he's nervous. "Anything you want, Claire."
I reach over and take his hand, squeezing it gently. "I meant what I said upstairs. I want you in the baby's life. I want...I want us to be a family."
He gapes at me for a second, his mouth falling open.
Then he stands up abruptly and scoops me out of my seat, holding me tight. He spins me around as I laugh, wrapping my arms around him.
"You have no idea how much I've been hoping you'd say that," he murmurs into my hair. "Jesus, Claire, I didn't...this started out as sex for me, sure, but you're something special."
He puts me down and stares into my eyes.
"I love you, Claire," he says, his voice low. "I know it's only been a couple months, but I love you so damn much. I hope I'm not coming on too strong--"
