Chapter 34
Marissa was pregnant. There was no doubt in her mind that it was Ryan's, because she had not slept with Tad in months. She just didn't know how to tell him. Lost in thought, Marissa cleaned up her kit, showered, and changed. She left a note for Ryan to tell him where she was going. She had a meeting with a designer about modeling. Marissa left the apartment. What would she say to him? She needed some time to think.
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Two weeks had gone by and Marissa had still not told Ryan her big news. It never seemed like the right time. He was recovering fast, and each time they spoke she tried to bring herself to say to him "Ryan, I'm pregnant". But she couldn't. She knew he would be there for her, no matter what. What was she waiting for?
Marissa walked into the apartment after a long photo shoot. Modeling wasn't bad, but she never really thought of it as her true calling. She wouldn't miss it after having her baby. She had thought about this a lot. As she set her bag down, the door opened behind her and it was Ryan.
"Hey... did you just get home?" he asked as he took off his jacket and put it on a chair need the door.
"Yea, where have you been? Court?"
"Yea, it's going well. Do you wanna go out for dinner tomorrow night? I have something important I need to talk to you about."
"What?"
"Oh, it can wait. So is six alright?
"Um, sure. I have no plans tomorrow."
"It's a date then"
"Yup, I guess so" she said as she smiled.
"So, are you hungry?"
"Starving!" Of course she was! She was eating for two!
They ordered up Chinese and chatted over their egg rolls, watched some late night TV, and fell asleep in each others arms. It never occurred to them that it couldn't always be that way. Ryan lived in Newport, and Marissa had a modeling career in New York. Ryan eventually had to leave. Nonetheless, Marissa woke up the next morning with a plan. Tonight she was going to tell Ryan. He would tell her what he needed to say, and she would tell him her news. Perfect right?
Ryan awoke and had to hurry off to work.
"I have court and something I have to go do, then I'll see you at Tucci's at six right?" he said as he drank a quick glass of orange juice.
"Sure"
"Alright then, bye" he kissed Marissa on the cheek and made his way out the door.
"Love you!" she called
"Love you!"
Marissa pulled out a notepad and started working on her little speech for tonight. She wrote:
Well, I have something to tell you. I'm pregnant. And it's yours.
She scratched it out. Too blunt.
Surprise! I'm pregnant!
"No, no, no" She thought, and scratched that out too. After 10 minutes of thinking and scratching over and over, she decided just to wing it. The right words would come to her. She calmed her nerves by taking a trip to her favorite spa and getting a massage.
After a day of relaxing and unwinding, she went up to the apartment to get ready. She decided to wear her hair in spiral curls and wear her trusty green Chanel dress. Before she knew it, it was 5:45 and she still needed to get a cab. She quickly picked out her favorite pair of Gucci flats, and hurried out to the street.
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Ryan arrived at the restaurant and got a table near the fireplace. He had picked a nice restaurant, recommended by a colleague, which supposedly served up tome of the best Italian in the city. He was there early, as usual. And he smiled as he saw Marissa walk in, at 6:15. Late, as usual.
"I'm so sorry, traffic" she said as she sat down across from Ryan.
"No problem"
The waiter came up and asked for their orders.
"Well, I'll have the penne pasta with basil tomato sauce" Ryan said.
"And... I'll have the same!"
"How about a bottle of chardonnay too..." Ryan said.
"Yes sir" said the waiter.
"Ryan, I'm actually not feeling well tonight. No wine for me, thanks"
"Ok then, just water then" Ryan told the server. He didn't seem to think anything of Marissa's recent abstinence from drinking. She was thankful. The two chatted about their day, and Marissa listened to Ryan talk about his trial. Their meals came and they enjoyed every bite. It really was good Italian.
"So, what did you have to tell me?" Marissa asked.
"Well, I just wanted to talk about us"
"Go on..."
"I have had a great time being out here. With you. And I hope you have too"
"Yes, I have..."
"You know that I love you Marissa. Being back with you has made me feel alive again. I know we have been through some tough times. But the important thing is that we can overcome anything together. And Marissa, that is why I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
Marissa froze. What this actually happening?
Ryan stood up and walked over to her. He got down on one knee. She couldn't breathe.
He fished around in his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. He opened it and revealed a beautiful diamond ring.
"Marissa Cooper, you are the love of my life. Will you marry me?"
She beamed. Everyone in the restaurant seemed to be looking at her. She knew in her heart what she had to say....
"Yes! I will!" she exclaimed. A huge smile came across Ryan's face as he slipped the ring on her finger and embraced her. The whole restaurant clapped. Marissa kissed Ryan and whispered in his ear... "I love you"
Ryan pulled out the keys to the apartment, and opened the door for Marissa. She stepped inside, Ryan right behind her. He turned...closed the door...and turned back around to Marissa's kisses. She kissed him with all the passion she was pent up over the past few weeks. Ryan liked this.
Ryan pulled away. "Wanna take this to the bedroom?" He asked, looking her up and down.
"Give me 5 minutes" She said as she kissed him again, and then rushed off to the bathroom.
Marissa put on the sexiest lingerie she owned. She fixed up her hair a little bit, and applied some lip gloss to her lips. She took a breath mint, and then froze just as she was about to open the door. "I will tell him tomorrow" she decided in her mind, thinking now wouldn't be the best time.
Back in the bedroom, Ryan waited, shirtless. The bandage from his wound had come off last week, but he was still scarred between his shoulder and chest. He didn't want to seem too eager, even though they both knew what was coming their way. They hadn't made love since before the shooting, so Ryan was very horney. He watched as Marissa appeared around the corner. She was breath taking. He slowly checked out every inch of her body and smiled.
"Stop starring", she said jokingly. She walked towards Ryan, and kissed him.
She pushed Ryan onto his back and kissed down his neck, then on his chest. She traced her fingers around the pink scar in his chest from the bullet. Her lips met up again with his. "I love you" Ryan said before he pulled down the straps to her silky lingerie. It slipped from her shoulders as she sat up. She pulled down the rest past her ankles, revealing her soft delicate body.
Ryan kissed above her collar bone, and ran his fingers down the back of her arms. Marissa tingled as she positioned herself on top of Ryan. Her hands ran up past her neck and into his soft sandy blonde hair.
Her hands ran down his abs. Her hands met up with his, and he guided them to his zipper. She undid his pants, and carefully, slowly, maneuvered them down his legs. Stripped down, Ryan pulled Marissa closer to him. Their breathing was heavy now, and all Marissa could hear was her heart beat with his.
Their passionate kisses continued. The best moment of it all was too exciting. Ryan let out a groan, as his lips touched with Marissa's. Her hands felt down his warm back as she kissed him. "Marissa" Ryan mumbled to himself. The tiring part was over now. Both lay down onto the soft sheets, as the tension relaxed.
Marissa curled up against his warm body. Ryan perched himself against the velour headboard, propping a few Egyptian cotton pillows behind him.
"Ryan...I love you" She spoke softly.
"I know. I love you too, Mrs. Atwood to be" he said, kissing her forehead.
"Marissa Atwood. I like it. What time is it?" Marissa said, yawning.
"11:25" He said.
"I'm tired"
Neither got up, Ryan reached to the dresser and turned off the lamp. He wrapped his arms around Marissa, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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Marissa's eyes opened slightly to see Ryan's face beaming down on her.
"Hey there." Ryan said to her.
"Hey babe." she said leaning to kiss him. Marissa's smile went to a frown. It was morning, she had to tell him now or never.
"What's wrong??" Ryan said, concerned.
"Ryan...there's something I need to tell you that I should have said awhile ago"
"What is it?" he said worried now.
"This is hard for me to say...but...I'm gonna say it anyways..." She took a deep breath. "Ryan...I'm pregnant"
Marissa was pregnant. There was no doubt in her mind that it was Ryan's, because she had not slept with Tad in months. She just didn't know how to tell him. Lost in thought, Marissa cleaned up her kit, showered, and changed. She left a note for Ryan to tell him where she was going. She had a meeting with a designer about modeling. Marissa left the apartment. What would she say to him? She needed some time to think.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
Two weeks had gone by and Marissa had still not told Ryan her big news. It never seemed like the right time. He was recovering fast, and each time they spoke she tried to bring herself to say to him "Ryan, I'm pregnant". But she couldn't. She knew he would be there for her, no matter what. What was she waiting for?
Marissa walked into the apartment after a long photo shoot. Modeling wasn't bad, but she never really thought of it as her true calling. She wouldn't miss it after having her baby. She had thought about this a lot. As she set her bag down, the door opened behind her and it was Ryan.
"Hey... did you just get home?" he asked as he took off his jacket and put it on a chair need the door.
"Yea, where have you been? Court?"
"Yea, it's going well. Do you wanna go out for dinner tomorrow night? I have something important I need to talk to you about."
"What?"
"Oh, it can wait. So is six alright?
"Um, sure. I have no plans tomorrow."
"It's a date then"
"Yup, I guess so" she said as she smiled.
"So, are you hungry?"
"Starving!" Of course she was! She was eating for two!
They ordered up Chinese and chatted over their egg rolls, watched some late night TV, and fell asleep in each others arms. It never occurred to them that it couldn't always be that way. Ryan lived in Newport, and Marissa had a modeling career in New York. Ryan eventually had to leave. Nonetheless, Marissa woke up the next morning with a plan. Tonight she was going to tell Ryan. He would tell her what he needed to say, and she would tell him her news. Perfect right?
Ryan awoke and had to hurry off to work.
"I have court and something I have to go do, then I'll see you at Tucci's at six right?" he said as he drank a quick glass of orange juice.
"Sure"
"Alright then, bye" he kissed Marissa on the cheek and made his way out the door.
"Love you!" she called
"Love you!"
Marissa pulled out a notepad and started working on her little speech for tonight. She wrote:
Well, I have something to tell you. I'm pregnant. And it's yours.
She scratched it out. Too blunt.
Surprise! I'm pregnant!
"No, no, no" She thought, and scratched that out too. After 10 minutes of thinking and scratching over and over, she decided just to wing it. The right words would come to her. She calmed her nerves by taking a trip to her favorite spa and getting a massage.
After a day of relaxing and unwinding, she went up to the apartment to get ready. She decided to wear her hair in spiral curls and wear her trusty green Chanel dress. Before she knew it, it was 5:45 and she still needed to get a cab. She quickly picked out her favorite pair of Gucci flats, and hurried out to the street.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
Ryan arrived at the restaurant and got a table near the fireplace. He had picked a nice restaurant, recommended by a colleague, which supposedly served up tome of the best Italian in the city. He was there early, as usual. And he smiled as he saw Marissa walk in, at 6:15. Late, as usual.
"I'm so sorry, traffic" she said as she sat down across from Ryan.
"No problem"
The waiter came up and asked for their orders.
"Well, I'll have the penne pasta with basil tomato sauce" Ryan said.
"And... I'll have the same!"
"How about a bottle of chardonnay too..." Ryan said.
"Yes sir" said the waiter.
"Ryan, I'm actually not feeling well tonight. No wine for me, thanks"
"Ok then, just water then" Ryan told the server. He didn't seem to think anything of Marissa's recent abstinence from drinking. She was thankful. The two chatted about their day, and Marissa listened to Ryan talk about his trial. Their meals came and they enjoyed every bite. It really was good Italian.
"So, what did you have to tell me?" Marissa asked.
"Well, I just wanted to talk about us"
"Go on..."
"I have had a great time being out here. With you. And I hope you have too"
"Yes, I have..."
"You know that I love you Marissa. Being back with you has made me feel alive again. I know we have been through some tough times. But the important thing is that we can overcome anything together. And Marissa, that is why I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
Marissa froze. What this actually happening?
Ryan stood up and walked over to her. He got down on one knee. She couldn't breathe.
He fished around in his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. He opened it and revealed a beautiful diamond ring.
"Marissa Cooper, you are the love of my life. Will you marry me?"
She beamed. Everyone in the restaurant seemed to be looking at her. She knew in her heart what she had to say....
"Yes! I will!" she exclaimed. A huge smile came across Ryan's face as he slipped the ring on her finger and embraced her. The whole restaurant clapped. Marissa kissed Ryan and whispered in his ear... "I love you"
Ryan pulled out the keys to the apartment, and opened the door for Marissa. She stepped inside, Ryan right behind her. He turned...closed the door...and turned back around to Marissa's kisses. She kissed him with all the passion she was pent up over the past few weeks. Ryan liked this.
Ryan pulled away. "Wanna take this to the bedroom?" He asked, looking her up and down.
"Give me 5 minutes" She said as she kissed him again, and then rushed off to the bathroom.
Marissa put on the sexiest lingerie she owned. She fixed up her hair a little bit, and applied some lip gloss to her lips. She took a breath mint, and then froze just as she was about to open the door. "I will tell him tomorrow" she decided in her mind, thinking now wouldn't be the best time.
Back in the bedroom, Ryan waited, shirtless. The bandage from his wound had come off last week, but he was still scarred between his shoulder and chest. He didn't want to seem too eager, even though they both knew what was coming their way. They hadn't made love since before the shooting, so Ryan was very horney. He watched as Marissa appeared around the corner. She was breath taking. He slowly checked out every inch of her body and smiled.
"Stop starring", she said jokingly. She walked towards Ryan, and kissed him.
She pushed Ryan onto his back and kissed down his neck, then on his chest. She traced her fingers around the pink scar in his chest from the bullet. Her lips met up again with his. "I love you" Ryan said before he pulled down the straps to her silky lingerie. It slipped from her shoulders as she sat up. She pulled down the rest past her ankles, revealing her soft delicate body.
Ryan kissed above her collar bone, and ran his fingers down the back of her arms. Marissa tingled as she positioned herself on top of Ryan. Her hands ran up past her neck and into his soft sandy blonde hair.
Her hands ran down his abs. Her hands met up with his, and he guided them to his zipper. She undid his pants, and carefully, slowly, maneuvered them down his legs. Stripped down, Ryan pulled Marissa closer to him. Their breathing was heavy now, and all Marissa could hear was her heart beat with his.
Their passionate kisses continued. The best moment of it all was too exciting. Ryan let out a groan, as his lips touched with Marissa's. Her hands felt down his warm back as she kissed him. "Marissa" Ryan mumbled to himself. The tiring part was over now. Both lay down onto the soft sheets, as the tension relaxed.
Marissa curled up against his warm body. Ryan perched himself against the velour headboard, propping a few Egyptian cotton pillows behind him.
"Ryan...I love you" She spoke softly.
"I know. I love you too, Mrs. Atwood to be" he said, kissing her forehead.
"Marissa Atwood. I like it. What time is it?" Marissa said, yawning.
"11:25" He said.
"I'm tired"
Neither got up, Ryan reached to the dresser and turned off the lamp. He wrapped his arms around Marissa, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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Marissa's eyes opened slightly to see Ryan's face beaming down on her.
"Hey there." Ryan said to her.
"Hey babe." she said leaning to kiss him. Marissa's smile went to a frown. It was morning, she had to tell him now or never.
"What's wrong??" Ryan said, concerned.
"Ryan...there's something I need to tell you that I should have said awhile ago"
"What is it?" he said worried now.
"This is hard for me to say...but...I'm gonna say it anyways..." She took a deep breath. "Ryan...I'm pregnant"