My Love, my sweet, sweet love.
The days and weeks keep rolling by, minute by minute. Each time life sneaks up on me, as it has done with Lucy, I couldn't have asked for anything for than I already have. Lucy, she is my life, my dream and my destiny. Since the day we've met, I just wanted to hold her, kiss her, and now marry her. Hey, daughter Jessica, she is just the sweetest thing I would ever picture. Jeremy, the father and ex-boyfriend of Lucy has missed a lot. He doesn't know what he is missing, missing a perfect family. I know it is sudden, but I am in love, that is the reason why I have asked Lucy to be my wife.
God, why does life have to be so graceful? Martin, I love martin with all my heart. He is the thing that makes me want to live my life the way I am living it. He is the one. I do mean 'the one.' The one, which I may end up like Lucy, marrying. I can't get that out of my head. Me, Ruthie Cassandra Camden- Brewer, the wife of Martin Christopher Brewer. He is just a great boy, and a wonder baseball player. Man, is he good looking in his baseball uniform. With those tight pants they must wear, it's so well, sexy.
I walk out of my room, and up to Ruthie's. It's early, but I love seeing Ruthie in the morning. She is one of a kind, she's so beautiful in the morning, and I love looking at her. I see her lying on her bed. "Hey there," I say while looking at her and take a seat at the end of her bed. "Hey there to you too." She told me and looked into my eyes. Then, we kissed, long and passionate like we always do. Boy, do I love kissing her. Some feelings I struggle with is stronger than any other woman I ever dated. These feelings do not go anywhere. Each time I touch her, kiss her, hug her anything, I get thing tingly feeling inside of me. "Ruthie I love you."
I see Lucy, sitting on the bed, holding Jessica. "Hey there you two." I look up, facing Kevin, I smile. "Oh, hey. When did you get in?" I asked him while keeping a smile on my face. I look at my ring. "I love you. " Kevin told me and gave me a kiss on my cheek.
I don't know how to tell him; really don't know how to tell him. It's hard, very, very, very hard. I can't, just cannot spill it to him. What if he leaves me? What if he doesn't love me anymore? What if he doesn't want to marry me anymore? Wait, what am I thinking? He loves me, he told me so. He told me that he loves me.
I take a deep, deep breath, I breathe in and out. Repeatedly, for a couple of minutes. Then, I sit down, next to Kevin. Looking at him, in his eyes. "Kevin, I want to tell you something." I looked up at her and smiled. "Sure, anything honey." I inhaled. "Well Kevin, I think I might, might, be, well, pregnant." Kevin smiled and hugged me.
Author's Note- Sorry this chapter is so short. However, please read and review.