The Honeymooners Part 2 . . .
"Dude, you can take your hand off my face. I know enough not to peak."
"Rose, baby, I love you. But I don't trust you right now. You open your eyes when I say."
"See if you're getting any tonight . . ."
That made him laugh. His laugh just warmed my insides. "I will, babe, I will It's very hard to resist me."
It was hard to walk and talk when he was holding his hand to my eyes so I didn't make another sarcastic comment like I would have if I my eyes had been uncovered. Adrian and I had had an awesome night in Vegas, which was not surprising because Las Vegas was about the most fun place in the whole world. Adrian had suggested we stay another night in Vegas and I had agreed. The bright lights and the awesome fun you had in Las Vegas was enough to make anyone, anyone, relax. God, I wouldn't mind living near Vegas. Or better yet—I wouldn't mind living in Las Vegas.
"Sure . . ." was all I said, was all I could say.
"Hmm . . . just a couple more steps."
"I better not fall because if I do, I will smash—"
"If you fall, I fall." He assured me, interrupting my sentence.
"Aww, babe, there is a reason I love you."
"I love you, too." He kissed just below my neck tenderly. "We had quite some time in Vegas, didn't we? I do honestly hope that our extreme partying made us a baby because I can't wait till I see him/her crawling around our house with you behind him/her, chasing him/her because they have something in their mouth."
I chuckled. "Like we agreed . . . baby-making time is till next year."
"Oh, crap. I do remember agreeing to that." We stopped. "There is nothing in the world that can beat this place." Adrian whispered to me. "Ready for the reveal, babe? Ready to see where I've brought you for a real honeymoon?"
"Yes!"
He slowly took his hand off my eyes and I opened my eyes slowly and looked around and was amazed at what I saw. A house that looked like those fancy hotels you passed when passing through a place where grapes were grown. There was green everywhere. Green trees. Green plants. Green grass. Green vines covered some of the exterior of the house. I looked as if Adrian and I were stuck in the middle of a fairytale. And there was color as well. Beautiful flowers of all kinds and colors. It lit up the whole place. The sun was just about to set so it made everything that much more beautiful. I was completely taken aback. I couldn't think of anything to do or say. I just looked around like a dumbfounded idiot.
"You like?" Adrian asked, his tone suggesting amusement.
"Dude . . ."
"I'm guessing that's a yes?"
"I love it! Wow. What inspired you to bring me here?"
"I loved this place . . . so I assumed you would love it to."
"Where are we?"
"Romania . . . the country side. This was my grandmother's house, you know. It's very special to me. Do you remember the first time I dream-walked on you? And you said you loved the garden?"
How could I not remember a night with Adrian? All the time we spent together was in my head all the time. "Yeah, I remember."
"Well, that garden is in the back. We can go check it out, if you'd like. But how about we go have dinner first and then we take a tour of the house?"
"I would love that. How did you convince your grandmother to let you borrow this place?"
"When my grandmother died, she declared me as the inheritor of all her belongings. This house is mine."
"I love it."
"I wish you would have met her; she was an awesome lady. She gave me anything I wanted." He pulled out a set of keys from his pocket and unlocked the door. He motioned me forward when the door was open. "My lady first." I stepped in. "I must warn you . . . this place is a little outdated. I wanted to renovate it, but my mother said it was more special the way it was. To be honest, I like the house the way it is."
I smiled. "I do, too."
"There is still some staff working so we have to behave." He said, a little sad. "And you know how much I hate behaving."
"Yes, I know." I laughed, recalling so many memories of him and me.
He led me to the dining room. I liked how it was set up. It was corner booth kind of table with gray cushions that looked comfortable to sit on. There were to candles lit, a bottle of wine, two wine glasses, and two plates set up. Adrian slid into the booth and I followed and sat next to him.
"What's the menu?"
"Well, you can devour a sexy guy tonight. He's all yours."
I rolled my eyes. "I can devour you anytime I want."
"That's true, my loaf of bread."
"Loaf of bread?"
"Another version of 'my love.'"
"So I guess what we have is just another romance from the millions out there."
He cupped my chin in his hand. "What you and I have . . . it can't be compared to the other romances out there. You and I have something real, something good. We got a good thing. And it's going to last forever. I just feel it."
"Yes, forever is written in both of our futures."
He kissed my lips softly a couple of times.
"Sorry to interrupt, but dinner is ready to be served." Adrian and I broke apart and they put down a platter of crab in front of us. I want to eat it as soon as they set it down. But I had good etiquette. I waited till they left and then I ate like crazy. Adrian seriously had made me addicted to seafood. Many people didn't like it and sometimes I wanted to bonk them in the head with a frying pan.
"This is seriously delicious." I popped a shrimp in my mouth that had this lemony, buttery sauce. "Orgasm in my mouth."
"God, Rose . . . I thought I was the only one who could make you orgasm. I was proved wrong." Adrian laughed.
"How about this? You make have the BEST orgasms."
"I like that better . . ."
"You know what?"
"Huh?"
"Suddenly I'm not so hungry anymore. I am a little tired. Can you take me to a bed?"
Adrian smiled, and I was turned on. "Sure."
I followed Adrian to the bed, the Master Bedroom, I supposed, since it was the biggest in the house.
Immediately in the room, I put my arms around him and started pulling up his shirt. I threw it on the ground when it was off and I threw Adrian on the bed. I slowly slipped off the dress I was wearing only to reveal a sexy lingerie outfit under. Adrian slowly took me in, his eyes devouring every inch of my body.
"You sure look sexy with it on . . . but better with it off."
I joined him on the bed.
"Will you do me a favor, my lovely Rose?"
"Anything . . ." I whispered around his lips, while his hands were in my hair and all over my body.
"Will you be my inspiration for the night? I want to paint you in the dark."
"I will be anything for you tonight."
Adrian carried me outside and opened glass doors to reveal the most perfect setting. There was a blank canvas to paint on waiting for us. Adrian made me lay down on a settee that was set outside. The painting was similar to the one in Titanic. I got completely naked for him and he appreciated the view. He finished in a half an hour. I stood up and admired the painting. It was beautiful.
He stood up and kissed my hand. "Beautiful lady, you have serviced me, now it's time for me to service you . . ." He gathered me in his arms and took me to the bed.
His hands roamed my body as the flames of passion and desire overtook me. . .
His lips devoted all the love he was feeling. . .
His eyes showed the lust he was experiencing in that moment. . .
He kissed every inch of my body, slowly as if it were something precious valued at such a high price. . .
And best thing of all, he loved me, every part of me . . . and I loved him back . . .
A year later . . .
"This better be good."
"Rose, it will be worth the wait. Trust me."
Adrian had his hand over my eyes again and I remembered when we went to our honeymoon, he did the same thing. I smiled thinking of the honeymoon. Best time ever.
He uncovered my eyes and I loved what I saw in front of me. The house was beautiful. It was sort of on a mountain and the back was facing the view of Las Vegas which was awesome. The exterior of the house was a cream-colored stucco. It a huge palm tree near the door. It had two door garages on either side of the house. A lit pathway lead up the front door. I looked so perfect. It was perfect. The kind of house that I had in mind for us to live in. I loved it.
"Oh, my God. This is perfect. Soo what I had in mind."
"You really like it?"
"Yes! And oh God, the view is perfect! Look it all those lights . . ." I jumped up and Adrian caught me. He kissed me a few good times.
"I thought you would like the fact that Las Vegas is only fifteen minutes away."
"The best thing of the house!"
He chuckled. "I knew you would love that."
"We can party in Vegas every weekend."
"We sure can . . ." he said, towing me to the door and opening it. "You're the lady of the house, so you can order the staff of the house. Anything you want, you have it. Anything you need, babe, I'll give to you."
"I need a back rub, foot massage, and a good soak in a hot bath."
"I'll give you all those things only if you let me join you in the bath . . ."
"Of course, you're invited."
"Let's go inside. And you have to tell me what you thought of this house. I designed it on my own."
"I am loving it already." I leaned over to kiss him.
We stopped walking. "Hmm . . . how about we save the tour for later and instead we go make use of the king-sized bed?"
"Agreed . . . we'll have plenty of time for touring later on. After all, we are going to live here."
He and I both rushed on the flight of stairs. I got a view of everything as we climbed the stairs. The kitchen. The dining room. The living room. But all the faded away as soon as I saw the bedroom. Wow. It was gorgeous. I ignored that because my attention was on my husband.
"We have a house now. We're married. . ." He paused for a breath. "Don't you think it's time to start a family?"
"Yes, I do." I started undressing him and so he did the same to me. "Let's not worry about that right now. Let's worry about you and me."
He took me to the bed and we had a nice night.
Two Years Later . . .
"Wow . . ."
"Hmm . . ."
"Amazing . . ."
"Yeah . . ."
"Wonderful . . ."
"I know . . ."
"Beautiful . . ."
"Definitely . . ."
"Going to be a feisty one like you . . ."
"This isn't anything compared to the kicking I get when the hunger kicks in . . ."
Adrian smiled. "Funny how it's the smallest things in life that mean the most." He put his hand on my belly where a kicking baby was, in the safety of my womb. "These are the moments that I am thankful I'm here." He looked into my eyes and he conveyed everything he was feeling . . . love, amazement, wonder. "These are the moments I thank God you're here with me."
"That's right." He continued to rub my belly. And I thought back to the last nine months of our life. This baby was a surprise baby. I hadn't known I was pregnant until one day I went to the doctor's for a checkup and he gave me the surprise of my life. "You're pregnant." I ran home to Adrian and told him the good news. Of course, he was excited. We had decided to keep the baby's gender until he/she was born. We wanted to be surprised.
"What did your dad say?"
"Exactly what I thought he would say."
"And . . . what is that?"
"He said he didn't care about anything. That he wanted the company to be in Damien's arms."
He positioned himself so his ear was to my belly. "I'm sorry . . . for causing a bad relationship between your father and yourself."
"Naww, babe, it's cool. And my father actually likes you. It's just that he doesn't like that you're the daughter of the man that manipulates him." Adrian chuckled. "I spoke to Abe Mazur myself . . . and he sure knows how to keep a person intimidated."
"He does? The few times I have spoken to him, he has been gentle with me."
"Maybe because you're his daughter. He didn't know he had a daughter until a couple years ago. He did some investigation and he found out about you."
I gasped out a little when I felt pain in my abdomen. "Ahh . . . contraction." I was nine months pregnant and would be popping out a baby anytime soon. I had been put on bed rest, well not exactly bed rest, but I had been told to stay off my feet as much as possible.
"Babe, are you alright?"
"Yup . . . they have been so frequent lately. I think I might go into labor tonight." Adrian paled a little. "Now, baby, are you okay?" I asked him with a hint of amusement. The amusement faded when another contraction hit. Fuck. I was screwed now. What I had been fearing most was now happening. Child labor.
Good God, Rose. You're making such a big deal. my inner mind said to me.
You're not the one who's gonna pop the baby, so shut up. I said back to it.
Fuck. I'm going crazy.
"Uh . . . Adrian, babe, I think it's time."
"Are you sure?"
"Let's wait a couple of minutes and time the contractions. If they are less than three minutes apart, then yes, we need to go."
It turned out, we needed to go the hospital. Adrian sped. And I screamed out insults to him because the pain was horrible. I opted for a natural birth because I wanted to feel the pain like our mothers before us. Jadie had had her baby just two weeks ago and she had recommended I do pre-register because she had to fill out annoying papers so that she could admitted into the hospital. I told the lady at the desk my name and soon I was wheeled to the maternity floor. Adrian was by my side and I was glad. I took off all my clothes and the nurse checked how far along I was. Three centimeters dilated. I still had a long time to endure pain.
It took six hours of pain endurance for my cervix to fully dilate. It was horrible. There was no fucking way I was having another kid without getting a freaking epidural. The nurse told me how to breathe through it. She made me get into this weird position on the bed and that helped the pain a little. Adrian rubbed my back throughout it all. The doctor finally arrived when it was time to push. Before the doctor came, the nurse had showed me how to push. She made Adrian hold one of my legs while she held the other. Hold onto your legs. Use them as leverage. Tuck your chin in. Hold your breath while you push.
"Here so soon, you were just fine the other day."
I'm having a fucking baby! Are you fucking blind or something? I didn't have the strength to say those things out loud. I felt lots of pressure on my lower abdomen and just had this desire to push. The doctor made me wait, though. I wanted to pull his lower lip over his head and ask him how that felt.
"How are you feeling?"
"I'm in pain . . ."
He started putting his delivering gear on as soon as he checked my dilated cervix. "Hold her legs." Adrian held one of my legs and a nurse held the other. "Push . . ." He counted. "One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten."
It felt like my vagina was seriously ripping apart. I held in a few good screams. I didn't want to waste my energy. I was so tired. Hadn't slept at all.
"Again . . ."
Push.
"Don't stop . . . keep pushing. The baby's crowning. This is the hardest part. Just keep on pushing."
It took seven pushes before I heard the most beautiful sound in the world. My baby screaming.
"Congratulations . . . it's a boy."
I leaned back, trying to catch my breath. "I knew it . . ."
As soon as they cut the umbilical cord, they put my baby on my chest. It was such a wonderful experience. The most beautiful thing in the world. The most perfect thing in the world. In my hands.
" I carried you for nine months and now I am so glad that I get to see the creature that was in me all this time. You caused mommy a lot of pain, but you were so worth it. I love you so much, baby." I kissed him on the forehead.
Tears and tears and tears just ran out of both Adrian's and my eyes.
"Hey little guy, you're the best gift life could have given me. I love you so much."
Adrian pecked me on the lips. I felt so much better now. The nurses took him away from my hands because they had to check so see if he was fine, which he was. They returned my baby a couple minutes later. He was a healthy boy of seven pounds and some ounces. His features were mixed. He looked like his father, but he looked like me. He had green eyes like his dad's. Dark, dark hair like his grandpa, my father. Long, beautiful hands; cute, sexy, lips. I'm sure all girls would fall for him.
I didn't want to think about that now. I just wanted to enjoy my moment with my son and my husband.