"We HAVE to redecorate your room!" Tori beamed. Chloe let out a small sigh that only I caught. I glanced down to see her playing with the hem of her shirt. My hand automatically took hold of her small one. She didn't look up at me, but a smile was slight on the corner of her mouth. We were in the den of the safe house, and Chloe was leaned into my side, one of my arms thrown across the back of the couch. Simon was sitting in the chair across from us, staring into space. Tori was blabbering about beds and names, when she stopped abruptly and stared wide eyed at Chloe.
"Oh my gosh, what are you going to do about wolf-boy?"
"TORI!" Simon and Chloe snapped. She just shrugged and waited for an answer. Chloe stared intently at the floor, worrying her bottom lip. I gave her hand a light squeeze and her eyes jerked up to my face. Her lip was bleeding slightly from her teeth and tears outlined her ocean blue eyes.
"What do you think?" She asked, shocking me out of my trance.
"Me?" I was confused. Chloe nodded.
"I.. if you… I mean… you…" I finally dropped my head, shaking it. "I don't know what you want me to say." Chloe shook her head.
"That's not what I ask. I ask what you thought. Not what I want to hear."
"I… You figure out what you need to do. Then you can decide where or if I fit into that picture." I was shocked when she elbowed me in the ribs.
"Ouch!" I emphasized. She glared at me.
"You are the frikin' picture frame!" I laughed at the reference. And so did Simon. Chloe glared at us. Tori cleared her throat and raised her eyebrow, waiting.
"Why does it matter?" Chloe ask her. Tori sighed deeply and pinched the bridge of her nose.
"I need to know what size bed to get. Because if he is going to stay with you then you definitely need a bigger bed." She stated as if it was obvious.
"Then yes, I mean if you want to." she said looking up at me. Her big blue eyes shone with tears at my hesitation. I buried my face in her neck and nodded. She sighed heavily.
"Thank god." she whispered just low enough for me to hear.
"I love you, Chloe Sanders. Don't ever forget it." she turned so my head rested on her chest, she tangled her hand in my hair and soft, warm tears fell from her face.
"I love you too, Derek Souza. More than you will ever know." I grinned.
"Doubtful" Tori cleared her throat again and I turned my face to look at her.
"So, now then, before this….thing…gets here, we need to plan." I glared at her.
"This thing… is a baby. Get it right hag." she snarled at me.
"Fine, before the baby gets here we need to get the story straight." Chloe stiffened and paled greatly.
"Like what?" her voice was small and shaky.
"Like what we're going to tell Andrew and Kit and what its going to call you guys. Ooh, if your with Derek does that make him its dad for all intensive purposes?" wow she was really hyper. I sat up strait,. Chloe looked up at me waiting.
"I.. I don't know??" I glanced down at Chloe's pale, sad face. Simon's voice startled all of us.
"Oh come on Derek, Are you to tough to be a dad?"
"No." Suddenly Chloe's face brightened.
"Really?" I kissed her forehead lightly.
"Of course. If you want me there, I'm there." a surprise aww came from Tori, a sweet face to match.
"Aww, Derek's gonna be a daddy." I chuckled happily. I liked that idea. Chloe's smile was huge as she melted her self against my side, stealthily taking my hand in both her small ones, sitting them on her growing stomach.
"Daddy." I whispered in her ear. She looked at me with her hypnotizing ocean blue eyes and murmured on my lips.
"Mommy."
