I know it's been forever and a day since I updated even though I said I would but stuff came up unexpectedly. I've had this chapter for a while but I finally finished it and I hope you like it. I know it's short but there's more to come soon!
NYLON ~ CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE ~
Hanna sat at the kitchen table while Spencer poured tea into a couple of mugs. Hanna picked at her dinner while keeping a hand pressed against her moving belly. The baby was getting much bigger and was kicking up a storm lately.
"So what exactly is happening with your dad's inheritance?" Spencer asked her.
"Well," Hanna explained, "basically everyone is getting a portion and then the lawyer is sanction a fifth portion for the baby when he's born but we can't fill out any of the paperwork until we have a birth certificate. So it looks like he gets a share but I still have to deal with Isabel's sass."
"I'm sorry," Spencer told her. "I wish you didn't have to go through that."
"It's fine," Hanna sighed. "I could forfeit the inheritance but I just don't want Isabel to win. She was a golddigger from the beginning and nothing's changed."
"That sucks," Spencer said. "As if it's not painful enough to have to lose your father."
"I know," Hanna swirled her fork around her plate. "I actually have to get going though but thanks for dinner."
"Anytime," Spencer smiled as her friend grabbed her things and rushed out the door.
Caleb sat sprawled out on the couch with Hanna wedged between his legs, her head resting against his chest while one of his hands was draped across her growing belly. A blanket was haphazardly covering them both while they watched the game in Caleb's apartment. Hanna rubbed the sore spot on her belly where the baby had been kicking her. He'd been moving around a lot more in the last few weeks.
"Hey," Caleb mused aloud.
"What?" Hanna asked confused.
"I think I felt him kick," Caleb explained.
"Welcome to the club," Hanna teased pressing her fingers against her belly to try and find the baby's head.
"That's so cool," Caleb breathed rubbing his hand across her stomach.
"I was thinking," Hanna said changing the subject. "I've been spending a lot of time here because of the move and I think maybe it's time we moved in together."
"Are you sure we're ready for that," he joked.
"Ha ha," Hanna retorted. "I'm just saying, the new house will be ready in a couple of weeks. I think it would be good for both of us and the baby to all live together. I mean, there is plenty of space for all of us."
"You mean like a real family?" he asked.
"Yeah," Hanna replied. "I like the sound of that."
"I think that's a rational plan," Caleb said, "and on a similar note, maybe we should talk about what you're going to do when the baby comes."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"If you're going to have my son," Caleb told her, "I don't want you to have to worry about working. I make enough to support us all and I don't want you to have to stress about going back to the office before you're ready."
"Are you trying to make me a stay at home mom?" Hanna laughed.
"Only if that's what you want," he told her.
"I guess I never thought of myself that way," she mused. "I didn't really expect this whole motherhood thing to happen so soon."
"We don't have to decide anything now," Caleb explained. "I just want you to know that I am completely committed to us and this baby and I'm willing to do anything to keep all three of us together."
"I know," Hanna smiled. "You've been so great through all of this."
Hanna's phone rang at that moment and she dug through her purse to find it.
"Hello?" she answered it. She listened patiently to the voice on the other end while Caleb gestured at her to try and get more information. Finally she hung up and turned to him. "That was the lawyer. We are officially eight million dollars richer. The money's been deposited into my account."
"We?" Caleb asked.
"You and me," Hanna smiled. "We're a team now."
"I can picture it already," he whispered, "Hanna Marin making me dinner when I get home from a long day at work."
"I think you're hallucinating," she laughed before kissing his cheek.
