"He is so cute." I gushed cradling the newborn baby in my arms. He is perfection at it's finest and he is my nephew.
"He is." Justin said from behind looking at the baby.
We were in Emerald's hospital room. She was fast asleep after a gruesome eight hours of labour. She deserved the rest after she delivered this beautiful baby boy. Tumi was by her side, looking at Emerald with so much adoration and administration. Tumi kept on checking to see if his baby boy was okay and he smiled each time he saw his baby's small form. It was love at first sight.
I see now why woman get pregnant while knowing the unbearable pain they would experience when the baby is born. I heard Emerald screaming her lungs out but after she held her baby its like the pain vanished as she looked at her adorable baby and kissed her fiancée. The moment was magical.
I finally tore myself away from the sleeping baby. I put him in the hospital crib which was situated next to Emerald's bed. With one last smile to my nephew I turned to my brother.
"Hey New Dad, is there anything we can get you before we head out?" I asked Tumi.
"No thanks. Thank you for being here, it means a lot." He said. He stood up and gave me a hug, which I returned.
"Of course, I couldn't miss my nephew's arrival." I said and he chuckled. We pulled away.
"Emerald did good. Your baby is perfect." I said and he nodded, looking at his son.
"I'll be back tomorrow. Can I get you anything? Clothing?" I asked.
"No, I have some extra clothing in my locker so I'll be okay." He told me and I nodded.
"Thank you for bringing my sister here, Justin." Tumi said and Justin shrugged him off.
"No need to thank me, it was no problem." And he was right because after Tumi called to say his fiancée was in labour at midnight, I not so gently woke Justin up in a rush and had him drive to the hospital. Tumi was surprised to see us arrive together but with everything going on Tumi didn't have time to ponder about us.
Justin took my hand and we walked out of the hospital room. It was subconscious and of course I responded to his touch by leaning into him. I wasn't aware of Tumi looking at us in confusion at our actions.
Of course, Tumi put two and two together but now wasn't the time to think about how he would love to crush Justin's skull. He brought his attention back to his son and fiancée.
We arrived at home in the early morning. It was seven in the morning but we were sleep deprived so we climbed into bed and wrapped ourselves into each other. My head was on Justin's chest listening to the rhythmic beat of his heart. His fingers played with my hair and he occasionally kissed my hair bring a smile onto my face. It was silent but I felt like our actions spoke volumes. Through our caresses we let each other know that we were here for each other.
I have come to notice that Justin and I communicate better with actions that we do with words. Yes, we say I love you to each other but at times words aren't necessary. Like now for instance. Our bond and connection runs deeper than those three words, maybe even the universe. Everything just feels so real. Not everything is perfect because we are both imperfect humans, and we do have fights but they hardly last long, because we can't stay mad at each other for long.
All my life I thought I wanted the perfect love, smooth sailing, no humps or bumps but I've come to realise that that kind of love is not real. Justin made me realise that I prefer real love than perfect love bit only if its with him, because he is my one true love, my fiancée, my partner, my world, my universe, my future, my forever, and I can't imagine life without him, as cliché as that sounds.
"Gosh, I forgot to ask if my nephew had a name already." I said and Justin chuckled.
"You were pretty taken away with the baby. I think you forgot everyone else existed." He mused and I looked up at him with a playful glare.
"He was just adorable and do irresistible. He was so tiny in arms and when he cuddled closer to me, I just lost it. Did you see him though? He has Tumi's brown and the mos beautiful caramel skin I've ever seen and his cry is so tiny and silent unlike the other babies there. He is going to be great when he grows up. I know it." I rambled and when I was met with silence, I looked up at Justin.
He had a smile on his face and he looked at me. His fingers gently caressed my face, lovingly. I leaned into his hand and looked at him confused.
"Babe, are you okay?" I asked him. He nodded in response.
"I'm just thinking of how our future babies." He said and I chuckled.
"How many babies do we plan on having?" I asked as I laced our hand together.
"How about six?" He enquired. My head snapped to him.
"Say what now?" I blinked several times. His chest vibrated as he let out a hearty laughter.
"What is it my love?" He asked innocently. I shook my head.
"So you're going to give birth to half of them right?"
"Candy that is not possible and you know that."
I sighed dramatically, "that's a pity. I guess we're not having six kids." I said in mock disappointment.
"Four?" He asked.
"I can work with four." I said and he grinned.
"But in like three years."
"I can work with that." He said and I giggled.
"If we have a girl I want her to look just as beautiful as her mother." Justin said massaging my hair.
"I want her to have your honey brown eyes that I love." I added.
"And your hair that I love to braid."
"Horribly might I add." I giggled when he glared at me. Silence enveloped us once more.
"If it's a boy?" He asked.
"Then he should look just like me." I said and he frowned.
"Why not like me?"
"I wouldn't want ugly an ugly baby." I teased.
"Is that so?"
"Mmm." I replied.
"But you love my ugly self." He tickled me. I burst out laughing as I tried to wriggle out of his torture.
When he stopped he kissed my lips deeply, so deeply that my toes curled. My arms was on his shoulder messaging his hair and his were on either side of ke as his body hovered above mine.
We broke away from the kiss. We both smiled at each other lovingly. I captured his lips once more, kissing him passionately. He pulled away abruptly causing me to whine and frown. He peck my lips for the last time and got off me. He pulled me to his side and wrapped his arms around me. I snuggled into him and let out a tired yawn.
"Goodnight future husband."
"Good night future wife."
• • •
"What are you doing here this early?" I asked as I receive a kiss on the cheek from Justin.
"I wanted to come home early to make dinner for my fiancée, who is suppose to be spending her day with her friend." He said as he took off my apron and pushed me out of the kitchen and to the bedroom.
He made me sit on the bed and I sighed. "She cancelled."
"Isn't it the forth time she has cancelled?" I nodded in response to his question.
I really don't know what's going on with Cara. She has been awfully distant lately. Every time I try to approach her she shuts me down. I'm beginning to think that I'm the problem. Maybe I did something wrong, but what could I have done that has made her want to cut me out of her life. Even our conversations on the phone are too short and sound forced. Come to think of it since we're no longer movement our friendship has been put slightly on hold. Sure we talk but not like we used too.
On New Year's Eve when she helped me get dressed it was like old times but something was missing. I tried to pinpoint it but it proved to be useless seeing as they were a hundred other things clouding my mind that night.
"It's the sixth time," I corrected him, "but I'm sure she's busy. Lisa joined me and I had the best time, I always do with Lisa around."
"Should I be worried?"
"I don't know, maybe you should kiss me and find out?" I said suggestively.
"Tempting but we have plans."
"We do?" I asked confused.
"Yes," he replied, "now go get ready and meet me at the balcony in two hours."
"Mmm, what do you have planned?"
"It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you now would it?" I popped out my bottom lip in complaint. Justin kissed my forehead and left the room.
Well I guess it's a date.
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