EPILOGUE
Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
*Underneath Your Clothes-Shakira*
"Thank you, Mary Jane! It's so kind of you to pick up little Timmy from school for me." Mrs. West, her next-door neighbour said.
I glanced down at the little redhead boy and smiled at him, "My pleasure."
As I shut the door to my apartment behind me, I noticed that the bedroom door was slightly ajar. I peered in and found my love curled up under the covers. My superhero stalker…
I stood a little longer, cherishing the sight of him; his tousled dark hair, the slight pout of his lips, the contour of the taut muscles under the sheet.
He opened an eye and looked at me.
"Are you going to just stand there?" He asked.
"I was thinking of a fitting reward for my superhero saviour." I said, as I approached him.
"I'm tingling with anticipation." He replied.
"I was thinking perhaps a little sidekick would be good for you."
He sat up straight and looked me in the eye. I love it when he does that, sends a little shiver down my spine. I laughed like a giddy schoolgirl in love.
"A sidekick?"
I patted my belly. It wasn't showing yet but I'm positive that there's life in it.
"I'm pregnant." I told him.
Without a word, he pulled me close to him and rested the side of his face on my stomach. After a while, he looked up at me.
"It's a girl."
"And how do you know?"
"My spider sense tells me."
I playfully whacked him on his shoulders. He dragged me down on to the bed and as we cuddled, he told me, "And she's going to be as beautiful as you."
Who knows what tomorrow may bring? But as long as I have Peter Parker, my Spiderman, I feel like the luckiest girl right here on Earth.
This is OUR story.
~THE END~
