JO POV
I finished stitching up the truck on Ellis' cap and placed it on his head.
"Well, it sure as hell took me a while to stitch this with my clumsy hands, but I finally did it." I placed the needle and thread down on the kitchen table as Ellis gave me a kiss of thanks. With his help, he lifted me up from my seat and I gasped.
"Are you alright?" Ellis asked me, placing a hand on my stomach.
"Yeah. Little One's just kicking again." I put my hand over his. Ellis smiled, taking my hand and leading me into our bedroom. "Where's Nick and Coach?"
"They're playing pool in the basement."
"Typical." I chuckled, rubbing my 6-month stomach to calm the Little One down. As we entered our room, I laid down on our bed, examining my blistered and scarred leg. As Ellis took off his shirt, I stared at the scares and marks on his body. "Thank you CEDA surgeons." I prayed. "And thank you Lord for helping CEDA find a cure for this infection. Without your help, we would have never survived, I would have never met Ellis, and I would not be living in this nice house in the Hamptons right now." I actually lived on Long Island when I was little, so it was nice moving back to my old hometown. "And one last thing, Lord. Say hi to Rochelle for me and the others. I know that Coach still misses her."
"It's so hot." Ellis interrupted my prayer as he wiped his sweating torso and head with his shirt. Sighing, I finished my prayer.
"Yes, well install air conditioning then." I purposely sounded like a nagging wife.
"Funny." He smirked, climbing into bed with me. I rested my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around me and my stomach. I couldn't help but smile; I'm living with two new friends and an amazing husband with a new baby on the way. Finally, life's gonna be normal again.