A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this story. It was a lot of fun to write, and I'm really glad. Thank you for reading this! Please let me know if you liked it!
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Six Months Later
"Alfred Jones, what made you suddenly announce your engagement to your manager?" a reporter asked at a press conference the movie star attended with his lovely fiancee. "How long have the two of you been engaged? Did you decide to make it public since you have a new movie release coming up?"
The actor smiled and squeezed his manager's hand, smiling at her. "Alice and I have been engaged for nearly three months now. She truly is my better half and is better at keeping me in line than any other person. I did not do this for publicity. In fact, if it were up to her, it would still be a secret. The reason I decided to bring it to light is simply so everyone knows that I only have one woman in my heart, and that will never change."
"Will Miss Kirkland remain as your manager once the two of you are married?" another reporter asked.
"Absolutely," Alfred answered without a moment's hesitation. "We plan to remain together, and what better way than to continue her career as my manager? Even after we were engaged, she has still been diligent in her work and is a pro at separating her work from our personal life. Alice is absolutely incredible at her job, and I would never want anyone else to do it."
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"Al, you were doting again," Alice sighed once the interview was over. Her cheeks were still red with blush from the adorable things he had been saying about her. "What have I told you about doing that? It's embarrassing, you know?"
"Oh, let me express my love for you," Alfred chuckled. "I want everyone to know just how much you mean to me. It's not my fault that you get embarrassed over my love for you." He shrugged indifferently. "If I want to shout my love for you to the entire world, then I will. You can't stop me." His radiant smile of pride caused her to blush even more than before. "You are everything I could dream of an so much more. And when I say 'everything', I mean everything."
"I think I get it," she replied, trying to keep her face hidden so people couldn't see how red it was. "You're the only man to ever go on and on about me. Though I am embarrassed, I truly am flattered. It's just hard to express that, you know? I'm sorry."
He put his arm around her and pulled her close. "There is nothing that you need to apologize for, my dear. I will work to get you used to my compliments."
Though she said it aloud to herself, she knew Alfred heard her. "I hope to never get used to them. They make me feel higher than the clouds."
"I can only hope that you will always feel that way," he mused, a content smile playing on his lips. "Because that means that you still love me."
"Idiot," Alice muttered. She fixed her gaze on her fiance. "I will always love you, even if your compliments won't always make me blush. Blushing is a form of puppy love. I firmly believe that what we have is so much more than puppy love. What we have is so much more than any love others could ever experience." She leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Our love is beyond lifetimes. You always come to find me in every life so we can share it." Her lips met his cheek. "And for that, I will always love you with every ounce of me."
Alfred smirked at her. "And even when these lives are up, I'll find you and love you in the next ones. There is no one I will ever love more than you."
"Is that a promise?" she asked, grinning cutely at him.
"No," he answered. "It's a vow."
Her emerald eyes lit up in pure joy. She had never heard him use a word like that, even when they had discussed their wedding. To her, there was nothing more sacred than a vow. Even a pinky promise was obsolete in the presence of one. Hearing such a vow from the man that she loved sent her heart soaring to the moon and back. Alice felt that her body wouldn't be able to contain the joy that she felt. In just under a year, this man had flipped her entire world upside down and caused her to fall head-over-heels.
If Alice's mother ever asked if she would marry someone that she had known for less than a year, she would've scoffed at her and changed the subject. But when she had called her mother and told her that she was marrying the Alfred Jones, her mother cried tears of joy. Granted, Alice knew her mother would cry like that over any man she would marry. Her family was so proud of her for finding love, especially with a man like Alfred.
"I never thought I could ever be this happy," Alice mused, looking up at him. "To me, falling in love and getting married was just a thing I saw most people do, but it never really seemed like my kind of thing. And then I met you. When I fell in love with you, there was nothing I wanted more than to be Alice Jones. You are the only man in my life. I will never love anyone else."
Alfred smiled at her and kissed her forehead. "Ever since I was a kid, I dreamed of the day I would meet you. And when we finally met, you were everything I had dreamed of and more. Alice, in my eyes, you are the reason for my existence. I only exist to love you."
"Listen to me," she said, reaching up and cupping his cheek in her palm. "You exist for so much more than that. I exist for so much more than that. Our love for each other is just one of the many amazing perks we have in our lives."
"You're amazing," he replied. "I love you so much. You're the best part of my life."
"And you're the best part of mine." She grabbed his hand and intertwined her fingers with his before giving his hand a firm squeeze. "I would never want anyone else. You complete me."
Alfred blushed before picking up his pace and pulling her along beside him. He looked around the area until he found a small closet that he entered and pulled Alice in without attracting attention.
"What are you doing?" she asked, pressed up against him in the closet after he shut the door. "There is hardly even room for the both of us in here."
"All the more fitting for the mood I'm in," he told her, smiling deviantly.
Alice's eyes widened in understanding as he began trailing kisses down her neck. She then felt his hands begin to roam her body. Knowing that she had to stay as quiet as possible through her fiance's teasing, she buried her face in his chest to muffle the noises she made. Struggling to maintain her awareness to things around her, she began kissing him as well, their mouths muffling each other. The threat of being caught doing naughty things in public excited the both of them even more, adding in to their passion.
Unknown to the rest of the people in the large building, the two became one in the hall closet.
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One Year Later
Alice Jones woke up to the sounds of a baby crying. It was a foreign sound to her due to the fact that she hadn't been around a crying baby in years. And then it hit her. That was her baby.
She opened her green eyes, feeling groggy and disoriented. Her surroundings were unfamiliar to her, but she soon realized that it was a hospital room. Alice moved a little and felt a searing pain in her lower stomach. She sucked in her breath, fighting back the scream that dared to escape her lips. It was then that she noticed the crying had stopped. She looked around to see the source of the pacification, and her heart melted when she found it.
Alfred was holding a tiny bundle of blankets and cooing softly to it as he bounced it. He looked as if it were a normal thing for him to do, even though he hadn't exactly been around many babies. His eyes were sparkling as he looked down at the tiny bundle. It were almost as if he were in another world, a world where only he and that baby existed.
"Darling," Alice croaked out, genuinely surprised by the roughness in her own voice. She nearly gasped when he turned to her, an expression of pure love on his face. Her hand reached out toward him, beckoning him over.
"Let's go see Mommy," he cooed at the bundle, walking over toward his wife. "She hasn't held you since you were born. Having you made her so tired. I bet she just wants to hold you and love on you. Yes she does." Alfred sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at his wife. "Do you want to hold her?"
Alice's heart raced as she reached out for the tiny bundle. She looked down at her daughter once Alfred handed her over, and her heart felt as if it were going to burst from the amount of swelling going on in it. Her baby was beautiful, the most beautiful person she had ever seen. The experience of holding that little girl was an overwhelmingly humbling experience for her mother. Everything about that moment was engraved in Alice's memory.
"She's so beautiful, Al," the new mother whispered, glancing up at her husband. "I've never seen anyone more gorgeous." Her voice trembled. "Is she ours?" She then gazed at the beautiful baby girl in her arms. "Is she really ours?"
"Yes," Alfred confirmed, moving to gaze at their daughter as well. "Can you believe it? This beautiful baby is really ours. She is a perfect mixture of each of us." He gazed fondly at Alice and their bundle of joy. "Out of the names we originally picked, which would be most fitting for her?"
"None of them," Alice whispered, making sure not to wake their child. "I feel she needs a name far more beautiful than any normal name we had chosen for her." Many possibilities flew through her mind, but none of them seemed fitting, including the names of known royalty. "I just wish I could think of one."
"How about Audrey?" Alfred suggested after a few moments of silence. "She would have the same name as Audrey Hepburn, one of the classiest ladies of her time, and a phenomenal actress."
"Audrey Jones," his wife tried out. She liked the way it sounded. "It rolls off the tongue quite nicely," she admitted. "I feel that would be a lovely name for her. In fact, it's so lovely that it doesn't seem like it even needs a middle name to go with it."
"You're right," he replied. "Audrey Jones is the perfect name for her." He smiled down at their little girl. "That's what we're going to call you," he told her. "From this moment on, your name is going to be Little Miss Audrey Jones."
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Three Years Later
Alfred stepped off of the filming set to greet his wife behind the scenes. "You seem tired," he said, cupping her cheek in his palm. "Have you been sleeping well? If you want me to, I'll take over Audrey duty tonight after work. You had her these past two nights due to my meetings. It's my turn to do my part."
"You'll just spoil her and get her hyped up on sugar," Alice teased with a smile. "I know you by now, Alfred Jones. Are you sure I should leave her in your care, knowing that you don't pay attention to her schedule or diet?"
"Audrey is three," he laughed. "Why is her life being ruled by a schedule and a diet anyway? She should be allowed to be a kid while she can be, you know?" He smiled and kissed his wife's cheek. "But I get it. I'll follow the rules tonight so you can rest easy. I promise."
His wife teasingly smiled. "Yeah, you'll promise until she gives you her trademark puppy eyes. You always cave, and you know it. Our little girl has you wrapped around her little finger and you're helpless to her every demand."
"Damn, Alice," Alfred laughed. "Calling me out at work over home matters."
Alice grinned. "Oh, everyone knows you talk about Audrey all the time. What I'm saying is common knowledge." She winked at him and put her hand over her pregnant belly. "And I'm sure it'll be just the same when our son arrives in a few months. You were always doting on me and Audrey, and I know this little boy wouldn't be an exception. You'll be helpless against them, and I'll have to be the strict parent."
"I'll get better at being strict with them," Alfred assured. He grabbed his wife's hands and squeezed them before leaning in and kissing her cheek. "After all, we're in this together, aren't we? I need to match your pace with them and do my part."
"How did I get so lucky?" she asked him. Her eyes looked at him as if the sun wouldn't rise without him. She was still just as hopelessly in love with him as she had been for the past five years. He was everything she had ever wanted, and then some. "I couldn't ask for a better husband, coworker, or father of my children. God, I love you."
"Daddy!" a tiny yet loud voice cried out from behind them. Audrey Jones ran to her parents as fast as her little legs could carry her. She had her mother's long, blonde hair and her father's eyes. "Here I come! Pick me up!"
As Alfred hoisted the tiny girl into the air, his wife sighed and said, "Darling, how many times do I have to tell you not to run indoors like that? You could trip and hurt yourself." She looked up at their daughter and smiled. "Please be more careful, Audrey, okay? For Mummy?"
"Okay!" the toddler giggled, smiling at her parents. "Daddy, are you going to play with me and Mummy tonight?" She grinned widely, just like Alfred usually did.
Alfred grinned back at her before holding her in his arms. "I have a better idea, Audie," he replied. "Mummy gets so tired sometimes, so how about we let her take a nap at home and I take you on a special date tonight?" he suggested. "It'll be a special Daddy-Daughter date. Do you want to?"
"Will Mummy get mad?" their daughter asked, casting an unsure look toward Alice.
Alice smiled at her daughter. "Of course not, love," she assured. "You deserve to have some fun with Daddy, too. Besides, your baby brother is making me sleepy. I would love for you two to have a wonderful night for me. It would be my wish."
Audrey looked excitedly to Alfred. "Can we have fun tonight for Mummy?" she excitedly asked. "Wait, I know! Can we go buy Mummy some presents to make her feel better?" Her eyes lit up as she thought of something else. "Daddy, can we draw her pretty pictures?"
"Absolutely," Alfred agreed with a nod. "We can do anything you want tonight." He then noticed the sharp look his wife was giving him. "Within reason," he corrected, seeing Alice's expression soften immensely.
It was at that moment where Alfred realized that he really did have everything he could possibly ever want. Though the tabloids said that his fame, fortune, and good looks meant that he had it all, none of that even scratched the surface to the truth. He really did have it all. Alfred had a beautiful daughter and a son on the way. His career was enough to support his little family for the rest of their lives, even if he were to quit that very day. But most importantly, he had Alice, a woman whom he wouldn't trade for the world. With his daughter in his arms and his pregnant wife at his side, he really felt blessed. Alfred Jones really did have it all.
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The End