Hello, everyone! I still have a major case of the writing bug, and have been looking forward to updating. For the next few parts, I may speed up time from chapter to chapter, so there is a bit of variety in the story. As always, please RATE, REVIEW, and FOLLOW if you like what you're reading.

Nick's POV:

As the month of August comes to a close, a cool breeze trickles through the windows and into the bedroom of my bungalow. Autumn was always my favorite time of the year. Jordan had just said to me the other day that "Life starts over again when it gets cool and crisp in the fall." I certainly agreed with that. A new chapter of our lives was approaching. With a wedding coming within the next month, and a baby coming in March, our lives were starting over again.

As these thoughts were rattling through my head, I couldn't help but gaze down at Jordan's sleeping form next to me. That was one view that I could not grow tired of. Every rise and fall of her chest was soothing to me, and seeing the slight smirk on her lips while she was sleeping was priceless. My love for her was growing infinitely deeper by the minute. This woman that I met two months ago has become the love of my life, my future wife, and the mother to my future child. Jordan Baker was truly the gift that kept on giving.

It was about one o'clock on a Saturday morning, and I couldn't seem to get any sleep. The upcoming future was so exciting to me, I couldn't help but think about it all the time. I couldn't wait for our wedding day to come, and to raise a child with the woman I loved. Feeling inspired by the months to come, I decided to write for a little bit. I got up from our bed, trying carefully not to wake Jordan, and head to my study to jot down a few of my thoughts.

I grab my moleskine journal and write down some of my memories of this summer, the parties I went to, the people I met, and most of all, meeting the woman of my dreams. My ideas just seemed to flow easily that evening, and I was feeling more courageous and inspired than ever. As of lately, I have been thinking of turning writing into my full time career. Ever since Jordan put that idea in my head, I have been thinking about it ever since. I wasn't too crazy about my job at Mr. Chase's office. Sure, the pay was decent, and I was an okay salesmen, but I don't feel fulfilled at the end of each day. Jordan has been picking up on my emotions as well. I would drop this job in a second and start writing, but I have a wedding, and a new baby to prepare for. Now was certainly not the time for a career move.

Jordan's POV:

For the past few weeks, I haven't been sleeping too well. My spurts of nausea have continued, often waking me up at night. Tonight was no different. At about two o'clock, I woke up having a sour feeling in my stomach. I rolled over so that I could snuggle up to Nick and found that he wasn't there. Concerned, I got out of bed, put on my satin robe, and made my way downstairs.

As I crept down the stairs, the french doors leading into Nick's study are open, and I can see a little light off in the distance. I peer my head into the fairly dark room, and sure enough, there's Nick. He was so deeply into his writing, he didn't seem to notice that I was watching him.

Nick's POV:

As sentences flowed from my pen to the paper, I took a small break. All of a sudden, I feel that someone is watching me. I turn around, and there she is. When Jordan isn't trying to be beautiful is when I find her the most gorgeous. Her eyes were sleepy, hair not prim and proper as usual, and her robe tied around her waist, highlighting her growing stomach ever so slightly.

"Love, what are you doing up?" I say as I put my pen down.

"Well, our baby seems to be quite the little night owl, and likes to wake their mother up. I wanted to snuggle up to you in bed and you weren't there. I got a little worried and decided to look for you." Jordan said in a hushed voice.

She makes her way over to me and sits on my lap, and cuddles herself right up to me.

"Now, let me ask you, what are you doing up?"

I smiled at her, and placed a kiss on her temple.

"Well, I couldn't fall asleep, so I decided to do a little writing. I've been feeling a little inspired lately, and wanted to jot down some ideas."

I handed her my journal for her to read some of my ideas. One thing I loved about Jordan was how honest she was. I knew she would always give me her honest opinion.

Her eyes wandering the pages, and feverishly turning them. She looks up at me with a grin.

"Nicky, these are wonderful. If you don't write this story and publish it, I think I'll just have to do it myself."

I laughed at her remark. "Do you really think so, Jordie?"

She brings her lips down on my level and kisses me.

"If I didn't like it Nick, I would tell you. You have a true talent, and I am amazed by you everyday. Every time you ask me to read something of yours, I simply can never put it down. And that is the truth."

I wrap my arms around her waist and bring her lips to mine. I give her multiple little pecks, and one long kiss.

"Well thank you darling, you are very sweet."

"Nick, I still think you should be a full time writer. You haven't seemed happy these past few weeks when you leave for work. You always seem to light up when you come home, or if you have some free time to write."

"Jordan, I appreciate you having the confidence in me, but we have a wedding to pay for, and a baby on the way. Now is not the time to focus on my career."

"Well, I have a solution. We elope and don't have a big ceremony."

"But Jordie, you've been thinking about this wedding for weeks!"

"Yes, but I would much rather see you happy everyday, than have a bunch of stuck up people sitting in a church, and judging you and I for having a child out of wedlock."

"Honey, I don't want you to sacrifice something you want for me."

"Nicky, honey, that's a relationship. Comprises are crucial."

"Okay, we've got the wedding situation settled, but I still need a paying job to take care of you and the baby."

"Nick, please stop worrying! The baby isn't due for six and a half months. That would give you plenty of time to get a writing career up and going. And, I think that the baby would like to see their daddy happy, and not so grumpy because he has to go to work at a job that he doesn't like."

I couldn't help but smile at that. She had some great points, and I loved her so much for supporting me, I just want to be a good provider for my wife and child.

"I guess you have convinced me, Miss. Baker. Monday morning, I will give my two weeks notice with Mr. Chase, and go out into the city and meet with some editors."

When I said that, Jordan's face lit up like a Christmas tree. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and gave me quite the passionate kiss for almost 3 o'clock in the morning. My arms wrap around her frame and we just gaze and smile into each other's eyes.

"Nicky, honey, it's getting late. We need to go up to bed."

With a playful smirk, I lift Jordan up into my arms and carry her over my shoulder out of the room. Her joyous laughter was infectious, and I started to chuckle along too.

"Nick, darling, put me down!" She said while in hysterics

I gave her a playful swat on the bottom, and with Jordan still in my arms, we go upstairs. We crawled into bed, and snuggled into a tight embrace. Jordan's eyes quickly began to flicker close.

"Jordan..."

"Hmm, what is it darling?" She said in a hushed whisper.

"Thank you for loving me and supporting me. You have now truly, made me the happiest man."

Her eyes lazily open, and places a kiss on my cheek.

"Anything for you darling. Now lets get some rest. Goodnight, Nicky."

I kiss her temple, and whisper; "Goodnight, lovey."