Chapter 1
"Oh boy," I sighed. "Oh boy, oh boy."
"Sydney?" a muffled voice asked from the other side of the door. "Are you okay? You've been in there for a while now."
"I'm fine, sweetie," I tell the voice. "I'll be out in a bit."
"Alright then." I could hear the retreating footfalls until they were nonexistent.
Wow. I can't believe this. I really can't believe this. I mean this is happening so fast.
I quickly got my composure back and walked out of the bathroom. Since I was in the conjoining bathroom of the master suite, I was staring into a pair of gorgeous, emerald eyes. I couldn't help but smile. The owner of the eyes smiled back at me. "You okay, love?" he asks.
"I'm fine, Adrian," I answer my husband.
"Are you sure?" he asks as he gets up from the bed, he had been laying down when I entered the room. "Are you feeling sick?"
"No," I chuckle lightly. "I'm fine."
"You were starting to worry me," he breathed as he brought our faces close together.
"I'm sorry," I breathed back. "But I promise you I feel fine. Just a bit tired."
"Are you sure?" Adrian asked again. "Maybe we should take you to the doctor, just in case."
"Adrian, I promise you I'm fine." I brought my lips to his and kissed him. "Besides you need to get ready for your exhibit tomorrow."
"You really shouldn't have reminded me about that," he chuckled nervously. "Now I'm nervous."
"Oops," I smiled. "Sorry but will it help that I will be by your side the entire time tomorrow?"
He sat down on the bed and brought me down to his lap. "It helps some," he breathed. "I can't believe my work is being shown at a real art museum."
"Well believe it mister," I shoved his shoulder playfully and not got off his lap, "Your paintings are beautiful."
"I had a lot of influence and inspiration," he smirked.
"Oh did you now?"
"Of course," he smiled, "Sometimes even distractions."
"Well then maybe you should exclude yourself from all things distracting," I mocked him.
"You are cruel Sydney Ivashkov," he moaned playfully. "But maybe that's why I love you."
"Maybe?"
"Okay it's one of the many reasons why I love you." He got up from the bed and walked over to where I was standing by the dresser. He wrapped his arms around my waist and brought his head down to mine. "I love you," he breathed and kissed me. His lips so soft, yet so passionate at the same time, his kiss was making me hot.
I could feel my stomach tightening with the urge to do something. I could feel Adrian lifting me up so that he was carrying me. I would be lying if I said that I didn't want him to make love to me. I mean I really wanted it but there was that tiny detail deep in my mind saying that this was wrong.
I'm pregnant.
I pulled away from Adrian breathless and hopped down from his torso. He looked at me like I was a stranger that he was just meeting. "You need your rest," I breathed, still trying to control my heart rate. "You have a big night tomorrow."
"That doesn't mean we can have a little fun," he breathed back.
"Not tonight," I smirked.
"Have I mentioned that you're cruel?" he chuckles.
"Yes, many times," I smirk back at him as I grabbed my clothes from the dresser drawer then walked into the bathroom.
I could Adrian laughing as I closed the door. "Damn you, Sage," was the last thing I heard before I got in the shower.
A/N: Hello there. Just wanted to know how you guys like this. Trust me it gets better. But anyway enjoy.