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Chapter 13

Dianna POV

I sat contently on the couch in our lounge room as I soaked up the rays of sunlight that shone through the window. I felt fingertips ghost along one of my shoulders, the back of my neck, and across my other shoulder. Tipping my head back I saw Naya making her way around the back of the couch and into the lounge. She immediately cuddled in close to me, my open arms a willing invitation. I caressed her back with my fingernails, knowing how much she relished that feeling.

"Austin go down for his nap okay?" I asked.

"Three books later...yes," she said exhausted.

"You poor thing, you look like you could go for a nap yourself." I ran my fingers through her hair now as she nestled further into me, fitting perfectly into my side.

"Hmm," she sighed. "I'd rather just sit here with you."

I went back to reading my magazine, knowing within minutes she'd fall asleep if I just kept the silence. With Naya's business studies work and all that she did around the house for me she thoroughly deserved a moment's rest. She deserved a lot more, but this is what I could offer her in the moment. Three pages later and my heart had officially melted. It's like I could feel how gooey it was as I took in the sight in front of me. Taking up half a page was the most spectacular image. There were multiple things pulling at my heartstrings. The first was Naya. Dressed in her denim shorts, a beige top, black cropped blazer, black cap and aviator sunnies my girl looked stunning. Her perfect wavy hair cascaded out from under the cap. I think she had been going for anonymity with her accessories but the paps had obviously known the actress when they saw her, as did I, no one else was as beautiful as she. But I said there were two things that warmed my heart. The second was that as you followed the picture downwards you saw that Naya's hand was outstretched and holding onto a little boy's, our little boy's. Walking the streets on a random afternoon the paparazzi had been able to take the most incredible photo. I squealed in delight, accidentally waking Naya in the process.

"What is it?" Naya asked without opening her eyes. Knowing her she wouldn't bother to open them until she knew it was worth it.

"Look!" I said enthusiastically, thrusting the magazine in her face. She scanned the image slowly before responding.

"I don't look too bad." I looked at her disbelievingly, that's all she'd taken from that!

"Babe you look HOT, but not the point. Look at you two, you're perfection. If I had ever had any doubts about you taking on marriage or motherhood this photo would obliterate all of them. This photo is everything to me!"

Naya's face told me she didn't quite understand the extent of my love for it, but that she was happy I was happy. I guess when you couldn't quite understand why someone loved something so much, that was a nice enough sentiment, just to love that they love it.

"Well you're the one responsible for creating that cutie," Naya told me, her fingers tracing the image of Austin on the glossy page. As I took another look at the image, more so Austin this time I couldn't help but think how happy he looked. Even though it was just a photo it's like I could sense his contentment and excitement at being with Naya.

"Speaking of..." I trailed off not knowing where to begin. We should have had this conversation before now but it hadn't really come up. We'd been busy with other things I guess, mostly sex if I'm honest. "Do you want kids Naya?"

Her nose scrunched up in confusion, looking at me like I'd lost the plot.

"Oh, well I kind of consider Austin ours now..." she said obviously, "if that's okay with you."

"Of course it is babe, I wouldn't have it any other way." My thumb swiped over her lips which had formed a smile. "I just mean, are you wanting kids of your own...biologically?"

"In all honesty Di...I don't know. Growing up I never thought I wanted kids. It's just not how I saw my future. Now having Austin though, I couldn't imagine my life without him. So things can change. I mean sure sometimes I picture Austin playing with a little brother or sister, but if that's not what you want, if you're content with the one, then believe me when I say so am I."

"So, what you're saying is you're...happy?" I just had to check. I myself didn't know if I wanted more at this stage, we already seemed like the perfect little unit.

"Yes, immensely so. You make me happy, and proud, and I...completely...adore...you," she said emphasising each word.

"I'm so glad you didn't give up on me," I said, trying to force out the images of what my life would been like had she not forgiven me for cutting her out of my life those years ago. Where would I be now without her loyalty, her strength, her humour, her patience, her love...

"Give up on you?" She asked like it was the most ridiculous thing I've ever said. "Di you're my dream. You were my dream then and you're my dream now. I knew the moment I saw you I wanted to have a special place in your heart, I just didn't realise then what a big part I'd get to play. I consider it a privilege and a blessing to be the protector of your heart, the protector of our family; you, me, and Austin."

I could feel the tears escaping, leaving a trail of wetness as they slid down my face. Naya dabbed at my face with her sleeve, drying my cheeks for me.

"You're such a softie," she told me.

I laughed lightly, I certainly was. I was a softie, but I was also hers. That knowledge alone made me feel completely secure. I shifted on the couch so I lay with my lover. Naya needed sleep, and I needed Naya, so we'd settle for snuggling up on the couch together and enjoy the feeling of being wrapped up in one another as we drifted off to a land of sweet dreams. I wasn't sure though that my dreams could be any better than my current reality.