"Keep your eyes closed!" Mason cried, tugging hard on Charlotte's hand, leading her way. "I've got your daddys hands all over my face Mase, believe me, i can't see a damned thing." She heard Mason giggle and then felt Cooper kiss her neck as he walked behind her.
"Take a step" He whispered to her quickly, and she stumbled a little as her foot bumped a step. "Can't you just let me close my eyes in front of the door? Do i really have to walk up the stairs blind at eight months pregnant?" Charlotte questioned, trying not to smile. She was happy. Her two boys had decided to surprise her with painting the baby's nursery. Since they had moved into the new house, a four bedroom, pool in the back garden, ensuite for her and Cooper, new house, she had been kept in the dark about the baby's room. All she had been allowed to tell them, was that seeing as it was a baby girl, she didn't want any bright colours. Especially not bright pink. From that day forward, Charlotte had not stepped foot in the baby's room, mainly for fear of being disappointed. Because, if she was honest with herself, Cooper was no interior designer and Mason didn't have the most patience in the world. But here she was, heavily pregnant, being led up the stairs to the finished product. And perhaps her untimely death if Mason and Cooper didn't slow down. "Guys, seriously..slow down!" She told them, her voiced laced with fear, but a certain ring of laughter mixed in.
"It's okay momma, we're here already!" Mason told her, still holding on to her hand. She heard the door open and was pulled forward slightly.
"Can i show her now?" Coop asked Mason, who must have nodded, because the next thing Charlotte felt, was Cooper removing his hands from her eyes. Light flooded her eyes, and left her blinded for a few seconds. She blinked rapidly trying to make the bright spot in her vision disappear.
She stood in the doorway to the nursery and her mouth dropped open. The walls were painted a light pink, as per Charlottes request, she hadn't wanted anything bright or unsightly. The crib was white, with light pink bedding...and the photos...Charlotte smiled softly as she noticed the white framed photos of Cooper and her, her and Mason, Mason and Cooper and ones of them all together. And over to the left of the crib, was a large canvas with a picture, one she had never seen before, and one that Cooper had clearly taken without her noticing. It was a picture of her in the bathroom, with her heavily pregnant belly exposed, her top rolled up, with Mason reaching out one finger and poking it. Mason was mid-laugh and Charlotte was looking down at him, a look of pure love on her face.
"Dad, why is momma's face like that?" Mason asked Cooper, half laughing, half serious. Cooper gave Mason a little smile and ruffled his hair. "She's trying not to cry."
"You don't like it?" Mason asked, looking worried. Charlotte shook her head. "I...I love it..." She said quietly, too stunned for words. The room looked like it had come straight out of a Southern Living magazine. It was amazing, stunning, gorgeous, it was indescrible. Mason grinned and threw his arms around Charlotte. "I love you!" He cried out to her, burying his face in her stomach. Charlotte ran her fingers through his hair and smiled. "I love you too." She told him, holding him to her. Cooper stoked Charlottes back and gave her shoulder a squeeze. "We wanted to make this room special for you." He told her quietly. Charlotte smiled again and kissed Coopers cheek.
"I doubt it's going to be very special when this little baby's screaming at three in the morning for a feed." Cooper laughed and grabbed Mason when he pulled away from Charlotte. "Hey buddy, let's go make dinner" He threw his kid in the air and caught him, tickling him instantly.
Okay, so apparently this one was up and ready to go too...i should remember to upload as soon as i've written these chapters lol :D Hope y'all enjoy and please please please if you have any requests, just pop a review and let me know...you don't even have to be logged in to leave one :D