Chapter 12
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Katelyn's POV
"Tonight is the grand ball, to celebrate your engagement," Nicoletta says during breakfast.
"But... we're not engaged yet," I say looking at them.
"Leo will propose during the ball of course," Antonio says.
"Wow, I think I am the first girl to actually know when her guy is going to pop the question." I roll my eyes as Nicoletta and her husband laugh. I look over at Leonardo and see him shrug, looking apologetic.
I finish my eggs and bread, and stand. "I am going to the stables. Anyone up for a quick ride?" Leonardo stands up nodding and we make our way to the door. His fingers find mine and I look down at them. Leonardo has been really trying in our relationship lately. It is definitely progressing. For the past three weeks we have gotten to know each other and he isn't as boring as everyone says he is. Besides, sometimes his serious prince attitude is extremely sexy. I love when he is in his study, working with important documents and I come in and distract him. It's very funny. I try to seduce him and it works for a good ten minutes until he stops me. We have never actually kissed before but we have gotten close. Usually I tease him, which frustrates him to no end as he tries to concentrate with his work. I end up laughing while he curses at me in Italian.
We spend the morning racing Blue and Galaxy. Galaxy and I win. Around one in the afternoon Leonardo asks some maids to make us a picnic. We eat in the middle of an open field, surrounded by grape bushes. I love how the Italian palace looks. The exterior is so rustic looking with green vines threaded through pillars and roses everywhere. I'm a sucker for roses, which Leonardo knows because he hands me a different one every day. This morning, before breakfast it was white and it smelled amazing. I've have realized during these past weeks that Leonardo is quite a romantic.
"Katie," he says catching me off guard as I look out into the distant. I love when he calls me Katie, his voice just says it perfectly.
"Yes."
"About this morning with my parents; I don't have to propose today if you don't want to."
"No, please, it's okay. It's what your parents want and it's what the public expects. It's fine, besides we are getting married in about five months so it makes more sense to have the engagement last longer than shorter."
"Are you sure," he asks looking at me with those brilliant eyes.
I nod and look down at the bowl of grapes I have in my hand. "Yes."
"You don't sound so sure."
I look up and smile at him. "Thank you for being so caring, but it's not like I have much of a choice." He looks down and my eyes widen. "Don't get me wrong though, I- I am starting to like you. I really like spending time with you." I notice his cheeks turn pink.
"Yeah, me too," he says shyly. He is so cute when he's shy. God, Leonardo has a bit of every personality. Shy, serious, humorous but in a sarcastic way, generous, let's not forget, mean, bossy, and freaking bipolar. But that's what makes him him and I like the way he is.
"My parents told me how it's going to happen and-"
"Oh no buddy, I don't want to know the details of how or when you're going to propose. It's bad enough I know the exact day."
"Ok, then I won't say anything, I guess."
"Good, now shut up and eat your fruit."
He cracks a smile and looks at his plate. "You sound like my mother."
I laugh and fall onto my back, looking up at the light blue sky. Clouds sweep through and form shapes and I see one that looks like a smiley face, which I point out to Leonardo.
"My sister and I always come out and watch the clouds. She's a bit of a dreamer and sometimes doesn't know fake versus real, but I love her. I don't really know what I would do without her." I tilt my head to see him and smile, nodding my head for him to continue. "When I was little and didn't have any siblings, I felt really alone. Adriana was seriously the best thing that happened to this family. She always makes us feel better when we're stressed or sad."
"My father is an only child so he must understand what you used to feel."
He nods and stares down at me. "I want to definitely have more than one kid. The more the merrier, if that's okay with you of course."
"That is exactly what I want too. I thought you were going to want less kids."
Leonardo smiles and shakes his head at me. "I would never want my kids to feel what I felt so no, more is better."
I laugh and Leonardo smiles again. He tilts his head to the side just in time to see a maid walking towards us. I sit up and fix my wild hair.
"Principessa, you must get ready for ball," the woman says in her accent.
"Oh, right. I guess I'll see you later."
"Yes. I hope you look radiant."
"Na, I think I'll show up in a potato sac, I'm sure the people won't mind," I tease. Leonardo laughs and stands with me. He walks towards me and awkwardly kisses me on the cheek. Well, it's not really awkward, it's actually really sweet, but it was unaccepted and the way his cheeks are blazing is making the moment so much more heart warming.
"I'll see you," I whisper as I stare up at his flawlessness.
"Yeah." I want to kiss him so bad. So hard that it hurts. I look down at his lips and sway towards him. But then I remember the maid standing some ten feet away and stop. I back away and smile before following the petite lady.
Jeremiah's POV
"Well good luck," I say to Kate through the phone.
"Thank you." Katelyn surprised me by calling today. She told me everything that's going on, she's getting ready for a ball. Her engagement ball. Leonardo is going to propose and she sounds nervous but I can tell she's going to be happy. "I better go, my maids are insisting that I choose the right bubble sent." I can tell she's rolling her eyes. I chuckle.
"Okay, well have fun."
We hang up and my heart resumes to its fast pumping. Today is the day. What day? The day that we find out what gender the baby is. Amanda is about five months and a two weeks right now and every day that passes is another day closer to meeting my child. Every time I think of him or her a smile breaks through my face, no matter where I am. It breaks my heart that I can't be there to hear their heart beat and watch them develop but every appointment Amanda brings me some pictures, so for now I am content.
I am looking forward to learning what the gender is. I secretly want a baby girl. If I am successful in marrying this beautiful woman, people will want the first born to be a boy, but I want a baby girl that I can cherish and protect from others.
Before Kate called I was pacing the room, eagerly waiting the return of Amanda. She left for the appointment about thirty minutes ago and should be returning soon. I hear footsteps outside my door but they fade away and I sink further into my chair. I can't wait any longer, I need to know.
Another five minutes pass and I start to read some random files to pass the time. I wonder how it was for dad when he was finding out about me. He was probably in the room with mom. I curse myself as I realize that these thoughts are only making me feel even worse.
I stand and am ready to walk around a bit when Amanda opens and closes the door in a flash. She leans her back against the door, her hands clutching the door knob. She stares at me with those hazel eyes and I stare back with a level of intensity I have never experienced before.
"Oh, Jeremy," she says right as she breaks into loud sobs. I rush over to her, panicking.
"Did something happen to the baby, what's wrong," I say frantically.
"No... no," she blubbers through her tears. "Nothing is wrong, she's perfectly fine." Amanda places her small hands over her growing belly and smiles up at me.
"A girl, where having a baby girl," I say, feeling elated.
"Yes," she cries. I dive down and take her wonderful mouth with mine. God I love her so much.
"Oh my God. A baby girl Amanda, a sweet little girl." I feel tears leave my eyes and I kneel by Amanda's stomach, lifting her shirt and planting kisses all over. "Daddy loves you sweetheart, so much. I love you so much."
Amanda is sobbing loudly again and she pulls me up and kisses me heatedly. "Your amazing," she whispers against my lips. "I love you."
"Me too, you don't even know how much Amanda." I sit her on the couch and we stay cuddled together for what feels like forever. She hands me the pictures and I kiss them.
I have to agree that this situation is bad. Having a selection but also having a child with a maid who is not involved with the selection, not being married and having a child, having sex before marriage, period. Those are all variations of the same thing. A bad choice that could have been prevented. Honestly though, I would never go back in time and change anything. If this wouldn't have happened, I would have most likely never had a real relationship with the amazing person sitting with me and I would have never gotten my baby girl. This moment is absolutely perfect.
Katelyn's POV
"Beautiful, principessa. You look perfect," one of my maids says as I stare in front of the full length mirror. My red hair cascades down my back, two braids meet in the back, holding it back. My tiara sits on top, gleaming. My dress has a low back, is floor length, and has a blue-grey tone that sparkles in the light. It skims the floor, hiding my shoes from sight; it also sticks to me like second skin; I kind of feel insecure but my maids say I have the body for it. My heals are silver closed toe stilettos that make me five feet, eleven inches. Thankfully I can wear heals because Leonardo is several inches taller than me. I think he's around Jem's height, maybe a little taller.
"Thank you, Francesca," I say as I examine my flawless makeup. They definitely did an amazing job. "This looks great, thanks to you guys of course.
The smile at me and Francesca is about to say something when we hear a knock at the door. Cathleen goes to open it; when she does we see a guard standing there. "They have sent for me to get you, Princess. People are arriving and you will be introduced soon." I nod and thank my ladies for the help before I leave.
"You look lovely, your majesty," the guard says as we walk through the palace.
"Thank you."
When we arrive to the specific door the guard disappears and I'm left alone. The royal family is already inside the ball room and I suddenly feel really nervous. I can hear the loud and happy voices behind the tall door and bile rises up my throat. Oh god. I. Can. Not. Throw up. I may or may not have a weak stomach. When I was younger I would throw up when I got nervous, it stopped when I became older, but... Please no.
I swallow and gag. I wait to see what happens, frozen in my spot. Nothing. I'm okay, I'm okay. The guard walks back and narrows his eyes at me. I fake a smile and he nods, believing that I'm fine. He takes his spot by the door and when his hand grips the doorknob I know that I'm about to go in. I straighten up and take a deep breath.
The door opens and I am greeted by loud and I mean loud clapping and cheering. I step into the room and look around. I smile and wave and that action seems to get the people even more excited. I walk over to the royal family; my eyes flick to Leonardo and I stifle a laugh when I see his mouth slightly open and his eyes wide. He seems to either like or hate my outfit. I hope it's like. I stand next to him and his hand finds mine immediately.
"You look breathtaking, Katelyn." He likes it. I smile.
"Thank you, you don't look so bad yourself."
He smiles and we turn our attention back to the people who are all speaking rapid Italian and smiling and laughing. I find myself grinning at them as they interact with one another. Just by looking around the room I can tell that the Italian culture and the Italian people are so different from us in Illea. I am falling in love with Italy. The people are so friendly, always hugging you and showing their respect and care. Not only that but everything here is so beautiful. We had a parade a couple days ago and as we drove towards it I couldn't stop staring outside; the scenery was incredible.
The party goes on and we eat dinner or should I say feast that consists of everything that could possibly exist in Italy. When I finish my dinner I feel like a ball. Of course I tried to stuff as much of the food as possible; the people just kept eating and eating and I did the same because I didn't want to come off as rude.
Leonardo who is sitting next to me whispers by my ear and a thrill goes down my spine as I feel his deep voice tickle me. "It's time."
I look at him and nod. "Umm... do I have to act surprised or..."
"If you don't mind, no one actually knows."
"I'll try, I'm not that good of an actress."
Leonardo chuckles and snakes his arm around my waist as we stand. Nicoletta and Antonio are already standing by the stage in the center of the room. I feel my heart and stomach do a thousand flips and I feel like I'm going to vomit again. No, no, I'm fine. I repeat this for the next thirty seconds until I step onto the stage with Leonardo next to me. As people start to quiet down I start to breath faster. Aw shit. Everyone is staring. "For a person with such a character I shouldn't get so nervous," that's what everyone always tells me, and I mean everyone. I guess I act the crazy way I do because I'm trying to hide my nervousness, I don't know.
"You okay?" Leonardo asks and I find that I am completely relying on him to stay upright.
"I feel like I'm going to puke," I whisper looking at the floor while balling my fist into his suit so I'm literally clinging to him.
"Are you joking or do you seriously not feel well," he whispers with concern clear in his features. His hand cups my elbow and pulls me up a little straighter.
"I don't know."
"Okay, well hang in there." I shut my eyes and take a deep breath just like my mom taught me to do. She also told me to repeat the words "I'm okay, I'm fine, I'm safe," over and over, which I have been doing too.
I look over at the king who takes center stage. "Gratzie, it is a pleasure to have everyone here tonight. I hope everyone is having a good time. As I am sure everyone read on the newspaper today, we have a surprise for you all tonight and you are about to find out." The crowd bursts into noise at this comment and although they are happy and excited, I feel like I'm going to faint.
Antonio extends his hand to Leonardo and he unfortunately has to advance forward. He kindly pries my hands off him. I sway a little and he asks if I'm okay. I nod as I regain my balance. Leonardo goes over to his dad and looks at the audience but also at me. Probably making sure he doesn't have to run back to me if I faint. I nod and smile, reassuring him that I'm fine. He turns and gives his full attention to the audience.
"Chau to everyone. I would like to start off by saying that the speech I'm going to give today is actually for this beautiful princess standing right here." He turns to me and my eyes widen in surprise, because well, let's face it, I'm such a good actress. The audience whispers for a brief second before becoming silent once again. Leonardo walks closer to me and stops in front me. He grabs my hands and stares at me smiling. For a second I feel like he isn't acting as much as he is actually feeling.
"Princess Katelyn. My principessa." He starts talking and his eyes switch from staring at me to staring at our joined hands. I hear a couple gasps in the audience and look over. They figured it out already? Wow, some people catch on fast. I turn back to staring at Leonardo's deep blue eyes. "I remember... I remember when we where little and we used to do everything together, well, you would try to do everything with me while I would try to run away." The crowd laughs in the background but I can't seem to hear anything but his magical words. "I remember how whenever you would finally leave me alone I would miss you, I would want to go find you again and have you bug me some more. To be completely honest I had a little crush on you for years. In fact that crush never went away." He looks directly at me and I find myself gasp a little. "When you arrived that first day I remember thinking that I was staring at an angel. I felt like I was in heaven, you were... the most gorgeous girl I had ever seen, just as gorgeous as I had remembered you. We started spending time together and I started to remember all the things I liked about you. I love how you always make me smile, even if I'm mad at you. The way I miss you after you finish making my blood boil, your laugh and how your left cheek has a dimple. Your bright red hair and how it shines no matter where you are." His fingers run through it and I lean against his hand. "I love how you teach me something new every day. You make me forget my faults and regrets. You fill me with hope and passion to do great things. I've missed you Katie, all these years have passed since I last saw you and I swear I couldn't stop thinking about you..." He keeps talking and with every word that he says I feel myself relax more and more. With every word he says I feel like there are less and less people in the room until it's just me and him. I never knew he liked me, I never knew he felt all these things about me. Is he being serious right now or is he just acting for everyone, if he is then congrats because he is blowing my mind.
"What I am trying to say with all of this is that although this is an arranged marriage, I couldn't be happier. Katie, Katelyn Celeste Schreave, will you do me the honors of become my wife." With that Leonardo bends down on one knee and the audience goes from silent to chaotic. Leonardo takes out a little case and I gasp when he opens it. Oh my god. I stare down at the ring and oh my God. The diamond that sits on the silver band is breathtaking. It shines with the light, it glows. "Marry me," Leonardo says to me, and only to me because with the amount of noise there is I don't think anyone can here. I nod, a big nod. He takes the ring out of its case and we're both smiling as he slides it into my ring finger. Holy crap, I didn't need to act at all. With that speech, I was already in shock. I wrap my arms around his neck and hug him tightly as he lifts me off the ground a little. As we part I suddenly hear the crowd start to chant. It's in Italian and with everything all over the place I can't understand anything.
"They want us to kiss," Leonardo says and I can see the blush on his cheeks.
I look out onto the crowd and it seems that they really want us to kiss; the whole room seems to be vibrating.
I look up at Leonardo who hasn't taken his eyes off me. I melt a little when I see how much love is seeping from him. "We should kiss, I think your people might even force us if we don't do it willingly." My fiancé chuckles and I realize how weird that sounds, fiancé. I like it though.
Leonardo stares at me and I look back at him. I'm finally going to kiss those lips of his. I look down at them and squirm. His arms tighten around me, bringing me closer. The chanting gets louder as our distance gets smaller and smaller. I look up at his blue eyes one last time until I close my own. Our noses touch and I shiver. I open my eyes after a second of waiting for our lips to meet. Our hearts our beating frantically; I can feel his through his jacket and I know mine is because I can hear it pounding in my ears.
I can't wait any longer. Why is he waiting so long. I swallow and lean forward. Our lips meet and I feel a bomb go off inside me. It bursts my heart open and it travels all the way to the tips of my toes, my last brain cell, my finger tips which are wrapped around Leonardo's neck. Everywhere.
I lean in more and feel his strong arms hold me even tighter. I pull away but don't waste a second as I lean in for more. His lips are incredibly soft and feel like heaven against mine. I think he's forgotten we have an audience when he starts to suck on my bottom lip. Oh. It feels amazing but I pull back; my face is all kinds of red. "Not here," I whisper and he smiles a brilliant smile as he gives my nose a little kiss.
I turn towards the crowd and realize that they haven't stopped cheering. I smile and wave while at the same time admire the ring.
Nicoletta and Antonio come and congratulate us and after a little time, others start to do the same. About an hour later we are able to escape the big group of people. We decide to go outside and I sit down on one of the many fountains around the area.
"I didn't know you were that of a romantic Leonardo," I say snuggling to his side.
"Enough with Leonardo, call me Leo," he says playing with a strand of my hair.
"Leo, mm... don't you think that's a bit casual for such a serious man." Leonardo chuckles.
"You just called me a romantic."
"True. Fine I'll call you Leo. Leo and Katie, Katie and Leo. Katie and Leo sounds better."
"You wish," he teases.
I turn serious when I whisper, "I didn't know you felt that way about me." I remember his words and sigh.
"No one did, I think I surprised everyone."
"Have you really liked me forever."
"Loved you forever, yes." I stay silent at the word love. "And no, you don't have to say it back but I just want you to know that I love you Katie. And I keep falling in love with you every day."
I hug him tighter and I feel him kiss my hair lightly. We spend another hour talking about everything and when I look at the time I realize how late it really is. Three in the morning, three. "It's late, we should go to bed, Leo."
"So much better," he murmurs against my neck and I don't know if he's talking about his nickname or the fact that he keeps kissing me. "I don't want to go inside, I want to spend the whole night out here with you."
"Common, " I stand but he pulls me back to him so that I am between his legs as he sits on the fountain. "Woah! What is it with you and wanting to kiss me so much."
"That's because I couldn't do it before."
"Yes you could," I say while resting my arms around his neck.
"Yeah, but I wasn't going to do it randomly like this." He pulls our lips down into a needy kiss. I feel his hands roam over my arms, stomach, and waist. They go back up to my face and neck and he seems to be trying to memorize every little patch of skin. He keeps them out of the more inappropriate places, like any gentleman would, and I can't help but smile.
We stay kissing for a good twenty minutes until I drag him inside because I can't keep my eyes open anymore.
"Leo," I whine as he kisses my neck in the middle of the hallways. All the guards keep eyeing us as we walk by and I feel like my face turns redder every time we turn a corner. "I love all the kisses but can't we do them in a more... private area." I whisper the last part.
A moan is his only response and I roll my eyes, feeling hopeless. "You should sleep in my room."
"What!" I pull back and he looks at me or more so my lips; his hands are still fixed on my hips.
"Yes."
"Look who's reckless now," I mutter.
"Think about it, with me, all warm and cozy, and safe in my arms."
I stay looking at him for a second as he, in his own little world, lifts my hand and kisses each finger. "Fine, but I am tired so no more talking or kissing."
"Okay."
I smile and we walk to his room. It's different than I imagined it to be. It is decorated in a way that fits Leo's personality perfectly and as I look at some of the random objects it's clear that he chose them by himself. His large bed sits in the middle of two large windows covered by a dark blue curtain.
"Dark blue, seriously," I say walking over and pushing it out of the way to look out into the dark night.
"What? My mom put this together for me. When I was eight, might I add."
"Mm, well I think you should get new ones. These are two thick. Jesus feel these things, they weigh a ton!." I turn towards him and see him shrug. "And they make your room way to dark."
"It's night time, genius."
I huff and roll my eyes. "Where were you sleeping at before you turned eight."
"I slept in the nursery, were a maid stay with you just in case. My sister sleeps there now."
"Our kids will too someday," my mouth says before my brain can really register it. He doesn't say anything so I look over at him and see that he's smiling down at his feet like he just won the world. We talked about kids earlier but now I feel like we're really imagining them. Imagining our future.
"Why are so happy, Mr. Serious." I walk over to him and pull on his tie teasingly.
"I'm just happy that one day I am going to have a family with you."
"You really do love me?"
"Of course I do, since I was little."
"But you always hated me, you always got so annoyed."
"Yeah! I was a ten your old boy, what do you expect. Admit it, you were a piece of work, Katie."
"Was I really," I say as I turn around and pull him by his tie. He follows me by his "leash" as we walk over to the bed and before I can say another word he has me by the waist. He twirls me around and our mouths are at it again. I pull back and take off his tie. He chases my mouth again but I stop him. I unbutton his shirt and sip off my dress.
"What are you doing?" He asks and I can hear the confusion and hope in his voice. I roll my eyes and realize how every guy is the same.
"Don't get your hopes up because all I'm doing is changing."
"But-" He stops talking as he watches me finish buttoning his shirt on myself. I climb on to his bed and snuggle in the warm covers. "Well?"
He looks at me and shakes his head, chuckling. He runs to his walking closet and comes back in cotton pants. "Of course you wear actual pajamas."
"I'm half naked, you want to see me completely naked because I would not have a problem with that," he replies as he lays down right behind me and hugs me tight.
"No," I say laughing. "But, most guys I know sleep in their boxers, the more formal term, underwear."
"I guess I just not like one of those guys."
"Mm, okay," I mumble sleepily. I turn around and face him, his body is so warm and soft. My hand travels down his chest, feeling the ripples that are there. I didn't know Leo had abs. I grin at the fact that he does. I shiver as I notice the little trail of hair that leads down... down... down. I let my finger travel through it and before I can go passed the fabric of his pants, his hand clutches mine tightly.
"I thought you wanted to sleep, Katelyn." His voice is thick with lust.
"I like teasing you... I like doing it a lot."
"One day you won't. One day I'll tease you back and you'll be begging for me. Don't laugh just yet darling."
I laugh anyways and feel him shiver as my lips make contact with his chest. I wrap my left arm around his body and he does the same with his right. Just like that I fall asleep, bundled up with a guy that I am more than happy to call me fiancé.
I wake up and rub my eyes. I suddenly remember everything as I sit up and realize that I'm in a bed I don't recognize. Leo is snoring lightly beside me and I have the intense desire to smooth his hair down with my hand. I do it. I can't help but look at the rock that sits on my finger. I smile as I remember everything that came with it. The speech that Leo gave was definitely the best part, well that and Leo himself obviously.
I get up and use the restroom. After washing my hands I try my best to fix the nest I have on my head. Failing, I exit and make my way back to Leo who is still sound asleep. I do a double take as I look at the clock that sits by his night table. It's almost one in the afternoon. We slept a lot.
"Leo," I whisper, shaking him by the shoulder.
"Mmm."
"I'm going to my room to change and stuff. You should wake up, it's almost one."
"What?" He opens his eyes and looks confused. God he's so cute when he just wakes up. He sits up and rubs his face.
"I'm going to get ready, you should too. We can meet again and have lunch."
"Sure, I'll miss you." His groggy voice sounds incredibly sexy; I bite my lip.
"Me too," I say smiling.
I stand and realize that I'm still wearing his shirt. I grab my dress and change while making sure that Leo isn't looking, even though he saw me last night. I finish and notice that he's back on his side, sleeping. For a responsible prince, he seems very lazy in the morning.
I walk over to the door but before I can open it something catches my eye. Sitting on the table is a cup of probably cold coffee and a newspaper. I grab the paper and see that it's black and white, similar to the ones I've seen. We don't really use them back in Illea. I focus again on the headline, the thing that caught my attention in the first place. It's in Italian and the curly writing is making it hard for me to read it. I look at the picture and I feel my nerves go on edge as I really notice it. It's me! And Leo! Outside, by the fountain, yesterday, at three in the morning!
I look back at the title of the article and squint at it. I suddenly make the connection. My eyes widen as I look down at the picture again. I let out a high pitch scream and out of the corner of my eyes I see Leo jump up and look at me. I feel him next to me in two seconds and he's looking at the paper with the same intensity I am.
"What the hell is this!" I scream.
Is The Princess Really Pregnant
That's what it reads. That's what it says in Italian.
I look down at the picture of me standing and Leo sitting on the fountain. It was when we were kissing. Kissing with that same vigor that you see in a drowning person who is fighting for air. His lips are pressed on mine but unlike what was actually happening, the image makes it look like it's gentle. His hands are what makes this rumor look real. There on my stomach! My stomach. What the heck! I'll give the photographer credit tough because even I would believe this picture. It looks like Leo is caressing my belly, like there really is something there.
"Umm..." He says as he scans the article. "Well, I can assure you that everyone has read this... and everyone thinks you're pregnant, that we're pregnant..."
I grown and stomp my foot on the floor like a five year old. "No, no, no, no, no!" I look at him. "Shit." I say before mumbling a 'sorry'. "What does the article even say."
"Uh." He clears his throat and looks down at the words again. "This photo clearly confirms that our new princess is with child. The way our prince is showing his love to both his fiancé and child is lovely and one can tell he will be a great father... Blah blah blah... We're excited to meet the newest Rizzo... there's a little more but that's pretty much it."
"Oh God." I groan again and plop onto the couch.
"Hey this is an easy fix, don't worry."
"Yeah?" He sits next to me, setting down the paper.
"Absolutely, we'll have this cleared up in no time."
"Okay," I smile up at him and rest my head against his chest. "Okay so, we change, have lunch, and fix problem."
"Sounds like a plan."
I nod and slip through the door, ready to face the day.
Amanda's POV
I am smiling, still. For almost twenty four hours I have been in a good mood, nothing can get me upset. I still can't believe I am having a girl and the way Jeremy reacted was the best reaction I could have ever hoped for.
I'm walking down the hall with clean sheets for Jeremy's bed when I bump into someone and drop everything. I notice that it's one of the selected. I realize as I take her in that she's the one that loves the horses, the one that Jeremy is liking the most so far. What her name again? Oh yes, Megan.
"I'm sorry, Miss." I bend down to pick up the plastic containers but she immediately does it for me.
"Please, I'll help." As she hands me them her hand lands on my stomach and I'm surprised by her forwardness. I could have sworn the Jeremy told me she was shy and reserved.
"A girl right?" She asks and I smile.
"Yes, six months in about two weeks."
"Wow, you'll baby will be here soon."
I nod and look down at my belly. I look up a couple seconds later and she's also looking at my stomach, but as she looks at it I notice that she almost looks mad.
Our eyes meet again and she smiles. "Well good luck." With that she walks off and awfully fast too. I slowly turn and make my way to Jeremy's room trying to ignore what just happen. Something doesn't feel right. Something is off with that girl.