Sorry I have been absent, but a few factors (including the AMAZING chelsie challenge prompts) have held me back. I've sat on this chapter for a while, but i think it is time release this one, or i may never give it to you all!
As always thanks to one of my main supporters and my beta, Hogwarts-Duo. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.
He studied her from across the room. Taking in the details of her hair beautifully piled on her head (Rosamund was really good at pinning hair...and thank goodness!). The drop earrings that she was wearing went well with the new dress. It wasn't the one she had bought two months ago, with him. No, her tummy was too large for the dress that had clung to her delicious curves. She had bought a new one when she had realized she was pregnant. But, she pointed out that she certainly was bigger this time around at three months than she had been with Ainsley.
This new dress, however, was absolutely stunning on his wife. It had black lace at the higher neckline that overlaid the blue material and stopped at the black satin sash that rested right above the slight slope of her stomach. The blue chiffon flowed the rest of the way down and looked stunning against her skin and was about the color of her eyes. She was wearing low heels, because, as she said, she didn't want to look completely dwarfed by him.
A slow song began, and he went over to usher her on to the dance floor. She smiled at people as they passed. and he finally collected her in his arms as they swayed to the music.
"You look stunning tonight, my darling," Charles said in a low voice.
"You look mighty handsome in your tux as well, Mr. Carson. Did you know that people are taking bets as to what I am having? There is a two hundred dollar bet that I am having twins!"
She laughed at the preposterous idea.
"Why are you laughing at twins? My father was a twin, and his grandfather as well," Carles said somberly.
Elsie looked up at him with eyes as big as saucers. It was completely possible that she may be having twins. It would explain why she was bigger than she had been with Ainsley. She sighed.
"Well, that would be us done for then," she said with certainty.
He wrinkled his brow, and she explained that they had agreed to three children. If it was twins, that would be their three. He laughed good naturedly, suggested maybe four children, to which he received a light smack to the chest.
"If you got to pick, Charles, what would you have?" she asked quietly, hesitantly.
"Oh, well, I don't suppose it matters to me. Another little girl that has your eyes, and nose. A little boy with your eyes and nose, really as long as they get your eyes and nose, it doesn't much matter," he joked.
"Your nose is very distinguished," she laughed.
They danced for the rest of the night, and got back to the hotel around one in the morning. They peeked into Rosamund and Ainsley's room to make sure the lass was asleep. Elsie smiled as she felt one of the first flutterings since she had found out about the pregnancy and she sighed.
They both changed and snuggled into each other in the large bed. "I'm surprised Ainsley took the news so well."
"Are you, because I'm not! She's been asking me when she is 'gunna be a big sister," Elsie huffed.
"So, if we are having a baby, or two, maybe we should come up with some names…" Charles trailed off hesitantly.
Elsie groaned. She remembered the rows she and her bastard ex had had. He hated the name Ainsley and only agreed if they used his mother's name as the middle name. "What names did you have in mind?"
"Well, for little girls, I quite like the name Amelia, and I happen to like Felicity and Josephine, also."
"Amelia is a fine name. But Felicity and Josephine remind me of that doll company here in the States...American Girl, or something…"
"Well, what about you?" he asked haughtily.
"Amelia is very pretty. I also like the names Madalynn and Katharine," she replied.
"No, on the Madalynn. I had a terrifying aunt that was called Maddie... Katharine is nice. Goes well with Greer as a middle name," he replied enthusiastically.
"What about little boys names?" He asked.
"Well, Jack is nice. William and Charles are nice. We could have a little Charlie running around…" she sighed wistfully.
"Jack and William are both strong names, but I think one Charles Carson in the world is enough," he replied with a yawn.
"So, we have a basic outline of names. Now, we should sleep. Early day tomorrow," Elsie turned her head for a kiss. "I love you, Charlie."
"I love you, too, Els."
Together, they drifted off to sleep with visions of their ever expanding family dancing through their dreams.
Let me know what you think, and as always, thank you all for supporting me. You all are the best!
Much love,
Samantha