Valentine's Day 2017 Pt.2

Christian's P.O.V

The thrill of flying again is surreal. After the crash, I feared of flying not by parinoia but by just the fear of my safety. I loved to fly but I've been scared. Going up again, I was slightly nervous but I wanted to do it. Flying over the city, I look over and see the lights and cars below. It reminds me of Ana and I's first date years ago. I'm so lucky to have her. This is beyond what the gifts she's gotten me. She always had trouble finding something to get me since I have everything. But all I need is her, Teddy, and Phoebe. We get to the top of Escala and I land the chopper on the roof of the building. The sun had just setted and the stars were out in the seatte sky. I turn the engine off and took my seatbelt off. I turn to Ana and helped her unbuckled her seatbelt.

"How did it feel?" She asks me.

"Amazing. I can't believe you did this."

"I knew you missed flying and wanted to give something great. So I invested in the stocks you got me for Christmas."

"Ana I love this. How did you pull this off?"

"Elliot helped me make the purchase and get it here. I tried to find one almost like it, the only thing different is the color."

"You're our amazing."

"You can tell me how amazing I am while we have dinner." My sweet Ana. My girl is so insattiable. I can't wait to have my way with her.

Grey Penthouse

The elevator door opens and we walk through the foyer of the apartment. I have my arm wrapped around Ana'a waist and her head rested on my shoulder. "Home Sweet Home."

"It's been a long while since we been here. I'm gonna take a quick shower and change."

"I'll get started on dinner." I kiss her forehead and walk into the kitchen as she goes upstairs.

I take off my jacket and set it on the counter. I open the fridge and take out some sausages to prepare dinner. I go to the pantry and take out some boxes of penne pasta. I take some pots pans and get to cooking. I never been the domestic type to cook and I'm the worst at it. During Ana's pregnancy with Teddy, she showed me how to cook because I wanted to cook for her and the kids. To me, I've become an ammatuer cook so It's safe to eat but Ana said I've gotten better. I turn the lights down low in the dining area and light some small white candles around the table. I put the pasta on the plates and cut the sausage in fifths, setting them on each plate. I bring the plates to the table when I see Ana walking down to stairs in a rose gold robe. Her hair was down and wavy past her shoulders. She's wearing the silver heart necklace I got her today around her neck.

"Something smells good." She says walking to the table.

"Figured I'd take a try at Italian again."

"I remember when you tried to cook for me after I got out of the hospital." She refers to when she was pregnant with Teddy.

"I almost burned a hole in the good pot."

"You were trying and you've gotten better." She rubs my shoulders and turns me towards her. She wraps her arms around me and kisses me. "You are an amazing husband, father, and man. I'm so lucky to have you."

"You've given me so much Ana. Love, our little family, a home we built together. That's all I need to be happy."

"I love you."

"I love you too." I kiss her forehead and hug her."Now let's get some food in your stomach." I pull out her seat and she sits down. I sit next to her and pour ourselves some wine into our glasses.

"So what did Dr. Moreno say?"

"He said my swimmers our healthy. My sperm count is high and mobility is on average. He told me to keep onto my diet and come in annual for my check ups."

"Well good. It got me thinking about us when it comes to having more kids?"

"What do you mean?" Is she considering having another child?

"I do want our own children with your hair and my eyes but I really want to consider maybe wanting to adopt."

"Ana, are you saying you want another child?"

"I want to adopt. I want us to give a kid the same love and nuturing we both got to have. What do you think?" She wants to adopt. I always wanted more kids and adoption was open to me but really thinking about, I want to give a child the same chance I have. My parents adopting me save my life and I've forever grateful for that.

"When do you want to start?"

"You really want to do it?"

"A child deserves to be loved and cared for. I want us to give that to who we can however we can." I take hold of her hand and kiss it.

"Christin, the process is going take some time before things could be official."

"I'm willing to wait." I grab my wine glass and she grabs hers. "To love and our family."

"To us." We clink our glasses and drink our wine over dinner.