Dominating Love ✓

[Chapter Forty-Three]

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Chapter Forty-Three

I finally felt like I could breathe right again. The remodel was complete, the secretaries were picked and would be starting training with me and Jameson was settling into his office. He was already picking up on things well and it was all right on time for Rochelle to get home from her honeymoon.

Life felt right for the first time in a while, I wasn't feeling so overwhelmed by life anymore; I was happy. My stomach was growing a little every day and I couldn't help but smile every time I saw myself in the mirror or rested my hands on my stomach.

My babies were growing there and I was going to get to be a mom. I would have two little ones to love and to watch grow, I would have two babies that were half me and half Chase; they would be perfect.

All the tension between us had disappeared, Riley and Chase hung out and talked like all the drama from last year never happened and I got to spend time with my girls again.

Things were how they should be.

We were growing as individuals, couples, friends and a company. It took five years to finally get back on track but we finally succeeded.

"This was a great idea, Brylee." Riley wrapped an arm around me our first day in the finished office and I nodded.

"I'm glad it's done." I had a habit of resting a hand on my stomach now and Riley's covered mine.

"I'm glad too; you really need to relax more now. I'm not asking you not to work, just stop working twelve hour days now; for the three of you and Chase's sanity. He's so worried about you but he won't say it." I looked over at his office and through the window I could see his back was turned towards me and he was setting up his new office.

"I know, he won't say it but I know he's worried I'll miscarry again if I keep putting so much stress on myself. I'm okay though Riley." I tried to assure him.

"I'm worried that if you don't let up you're going to hurt yourself and your children Brylee. I don't care that some pregnant women have it harder, I don't care that others are working overtime when they're expecting because you aren't just anyone, you are my sister and I don't want anything to happen to any of you. We are so fortunate and you can and should pull back at least a little bit and try to take care of the three of you." I was about to say some kind of possibly sarcastic comment and ignore his words, not because I didn't care, because I just kept telling myself I could handle it.

The point he was trying to make wasn't about that though, he knew that I could; the point was that he didn't want me to.

The point was that he and Chase were friends and talking again and my husband was worried about me, and that the health of my babies was more important than having me kill myself to help run this company.

This was what I wanted though, right? This was why I called the meeting, why we hired more people on, why we're actually having secretaries and why Jameson is here.

"I know." I told him and he looked like he was getting ready for a fight with me and was surprised I agreed with him so easily.

"He's afraid to talk to you about this, you know. He doesn't want to fight about it, he just wants you to be pregnant Brylee, he wants his wife to be happy and healthy, he wants her to have a smile on her face, to enjoy what's about to come. He's so happy, I don't think I've ever seen him this happy, Bry." I was so fucking hormonal.

I wiped my eyes as I looked over my shoulder again and this time he was facing forward. He looked at me and his eyes saddened in concern. It upset him when I cried and that seemed to be all I was able to do lately.