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Chapter 11- How to tell him

Carla woke what must have been a few hours later in the same position on her sun lounger. She didn't move but glanced sideways towards Peter. He was asleep holding onto his book, it draped across his chest. She fastened on her bikini top and headed inside, through the bedroom. It was late afternoon, the sun not as harsh as earlier in the pool and lower in the sky.

Carla checked her phone and there was another message from Michelle.

Michelle: Congratulations babe! I am so happy for you both. I know it may be a shock but I know you can do it. I know Peter will be so happy, honestly, just trust him and tell him. He loves you so much, anyone can see that. He told me on the phone that he's madly in love with you. He was so sweet. Tell him xxx

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Carla smiled as she sat on the edge of the bed reading the message. She read it over and over. Carla did feel guilty, she had been toying with him but, then again, he had gone behind her back and spoken to Michelle. How could she stay angry with him though when he was declaring his love for her to her best friend?

Little did she know that Peter was hurt that she had confided in Michelle and was still keeping it from him. He felt just as conflicted as she did.

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Carla: Thanks Chelle. I know I should tell him and I do love him, more than anything but, I'm kind of hurt that he tried to ask you about it. What if it's not what he wants but he makes out it is? We've been so happy the way we are just two of us. I don't want anything to change. xxx

Michelle: Carla, the only reason he tried to ask me is because he loves you. He's worried about you. He's probably thinking that it's up to him to look after you since he's the one that's got you pregnant!

He's probably just as hurt that you've not told him. Trust me, I heard how desperate he sounded. It doesn't mean anything has to change between you. Just tell him. xxx

Carla knew Michelle was right.

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Carla had showered and changed for dinner when Peter finally appeared in the bedroom.

"Why didn't you wake me babe? How long have I been out?" Peter asked, admiring her dress. It was another new one, a short silk sundress which hugged her waist but fell loosely around her stomach, she was feeling a bit bloated.

"About two hours maybe? Not sure, I crashed out myself. Can't possibly think why we're so knackered!" Carla said laughing, winking at him cheekily.

"hmm yeah, well doubt I'll sleep tonight now then after being well away most of the afternoon" Peter said kissing Carla.

"Well I'm not complaining..."

Peter headed off to shower and get changed whilst Carla did her hair. As Peter rummaged through his wash bag for his shower gel he noticed tampons in the bin under the sink. Carla had left them in the bin, clearly visable, on purpose to put Peter off so that she could tell him when it meant something, when it felt special. Peter was totally confused upon seeing the tampax. He picked up one of Carla's toiletry bags and in it was a full box of tampax, maybe he had got it totally wrong? Peter puzzled as he held the bag.

Coming out of the shower he felt better. He had stood under it for ages, letting the water flow over his face. Carla had pinned her hair up again, half of it remained loose flowing down her back. She had minimal make up on as her face had tanned quite a bit that afternoon.

Peter entered the bedroom, towel wrapped around his waist. Carla looked up from the dressing table as she put her mascara down. "Nice shower?" she asked as he stood with a second towel draped over his shoulders.

"Hmmm" Peter replied trying to hide how confused he was. He dried himself with the towel around his shoulders and sprayed his cologne.

Carla had poured herself a drink, even though she knew she shouldn't, she needed something to steady her nerves. The thought of telling Peter made her heart race. She sipped from the glass as Peter turned around to face her.

"What's going on babe?" Peter blurted out, knowing that if she was pregnant she shouldn't be drinking, failing to hide the annoyed look on his face.

"How do you mean? I just fancied a drink, I didn't think you'd mind, we are on honeymoon after all" Carla replied sounding edgey, she'd only had a few sips of wine, she didn't plan on downing the whole bottle.

"No, no, I don't mean the drink. I mean the tampax, you're not usually…you know, at this time of the month".

He'd fallen for it then, Carla thought.

"Oh, I know, must be early, blame the stress, you know planning the wedding and all" Carla replied convincingly.

Peter looked at her. He looked her right in the eyes. If Carla was toying with him she was pretty convincing, he thought. His heart sank a little that she wasn't pregnant.

"Why, whats up babe? Worried I wont be up for it?" Carla said laughing.

"No, I just didn't expect you to be…. that's all…." Peter replied unable to see the funny side.

Peter carried on getting dry, running the towel through his hair. Carla sat back down at the dressing table to put some eyeshadow on. She watched Peter getting dressed through the mirror. She felt a bit guilty but was convinced by the stern look on his face that he had fell for the tampax put-off. He took out a casual shirt and fastened up the buttons.

Carla caught his eyes in the mirror as he looked over to her. She spun around on the chair to face him. "Are you sure you're ok?" Carla asked.

"Yeah, fine"

"Really? You've been acting funny all day…"

They just looked at each other.

"Come here", Carla said holding her arm out to him. He walked over towards the dresser as she stood up.

"I love you, you know that don't you?" Carla said still looking intently at him. Peter nodded, a small smile spreading across his face.

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As they headed out, it started to rain slightly in the humid air, clouds forming above them.

"Oh great…shall we go back" Carla moaned, touching her hair, smoothing it out as raindrops began to fall.

"It won't last long here, bet it's just a downpour", Peter said, pulling Carla close as they walked.

As the warm rain fell, Carla stopped. They were stood on steps which led down to the beach, Peter's arm still around her. The landscape around them looked amazing, the sky was dark but starry and calm.

"Kiss me" Carla whispered, the rain getting harder. Peter smiled at her spontaneity.

As Peter kissed her, Carla felt warm and sheltered by his close embrace. Peter's hands caressed the base of her back. She held onto his strong shoulders as Peter deepened their kiss. The setting was so romantic, peaceful except for the sound of the rain hitting the floor. Carla broke their kiss, looking down. "What is it babe?" Peter asked lifting her chin up with his hand.

Carla paused for a minute, looking deep into Peter's eyes. It felt right to tell him now. Now was as good a time as any, she thought.

"I have something for you, well it's already yours actually" Carla whispered taking a deep breath.

Carla reached into her bag and gave Peter a long wrapped box, her hands shaking.

"What is it? Peter questioned.

The rain eased.

"Open it down here" Carla replied leading Peter down to the beach.

Carla led him to the waters edge, the darkness in the sky had cleared, revealing yet more stars, the moon overhead. They stood facing one another, "ok, now you can open it" Carla whispered.

Peter ripped the wrapping and opened the box beneath to reveal Carla's positive pregnancy test. He stared down at it, her eyes on him. He slowly looked up from the box and Carla could see from his expression what his reaction was going to be.

"See, I told you it was worth the wait"

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