Page 22 of Love Me Forever

“Well, get through this week and then put an ad out and see if you can’t find someone. Who knows, maybe by this time next month you can breathe a little easier and have two days off of work to your one.” I say hopefully.

“Yea, I’d really, really like that. A two-day weekend, sleeping in. I’m going to push for it and make it happen,” she says as we settle in to eat, her still in my lap. I don’t care that eating with her sitting here is hard and I have to maneuver my food this way and that way, with her in my arms. That’s where I’ll always want her.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Amelia

It’s the day before Valentine’s Day and I feel like death warmed over. I’m more exhausted than ever and I even threw up a couple of times today. I go to my purse to pull out the water that I keep in my bag, the one Damien swears the whole house could fit into, and my calendar pops out. I start to look at it and realize that my period never came in this past month.

Damien and I haven’t talked about children. Sure, we both said we wanted them, but we never talked about when. Though with the way he takes me and knowing we haven’t used protection once, this was bound to happen. With this thought in my head I holler to Sam, “I’m running to the store, I’ll be right back.”

“Okay, take your time,” she replies to me. This week has been her first week and even only being here part-time, she’s taken everything in and if she continues this way through tomorrow, I’ll be asking her to stay on permanently. I’ll need her and if I’m really pregnant, it will be a necessity.

I get to the pharmacy and pick up three tests, each one by a different company. A girl can never be too careful at a moment like this. I’m inside the shop and rushing to what was once my upstairs apartment. It’s bare now. All of my things have been moved to Damien’s and it’s hard to rationalize how much I love seeing our things intermingled together.

I’m in the bathroom after taking all three tests and setting the timer on my phone. I wait for what seems like hours when finally, the timer goes off and I look at all three tests, all three saying what I knew in my head. Positive. I bring my hands to my stomach, I’m in awe. Damien and I created a life out of love, a love that I will cherish forever.

I know exactly how I want to tell Damien. Tomorrow after work when it’s just the two of us, but first I make an appointment with my doctor to confirm what I already know and to start my care.

I’m lucky enough to snag an appointment this afternoon. I make sure Sam is good to keep everything going and head to the doctor’s office.

They have me go through all of the steps, checking my weight, asking when my last cycle was, and then doing the exact same thing I just did, only peeing in a cup instead of on a stick. Once I’m brought back to the exam room, the doctor comes in.

“Hello Amelia, looking over your chart, it seems you’re just at six weeks pregnant,” she says.

“That’s what I assumed too.”

“We’ll get your bloodwork done, I’ll start you on pre-natal vitamins, and then we’ll have you come in a month from now to have a sonogram done.”

“Okay, thank you so much for getting me in here on such short notice,” I tell her as I get up and shake her hand.

“You’re welcome, Amelia.” I follow her out to the receptionist, and she gives me samples of pre-natal vitamins as well as a prescription. After I told her about getting sick, she wanted me on them immediately. Apparently, pre-natals that have a natural anti-nausea medicine in them. I take them and set up my next appointment. I leave having a pep in my step and a plan ready.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Damien

I wake up with Amelia wrapped around me, it’s early. The sun is just rising and I know how I want to start this day off. I hop in the shower, making quick work and wanting to have everything ready for her. She does so much for me, that today I want to do it all for her. I even took the day off to help her at the shop, partially to help her, but selfishly for me, I want to be with her all day, not missing out on a single moment I can spend with her.

Originally, I was slated to be out of town today, but that all changed. We brought in David and he hit the ground running. Thank fuck for that. When I walk out of the bathroom, my girl is there in bed, naked and sated from last night, her leg is uncovered, her back mostly bare and she’s wrapped in the sheets laying on her stomach. Leaving her to sleep has got to be the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I go to the kitchen, hell bent on making her breakfast before she wakes up.

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