She arched her whole body as they both fell into an abyss so beautiful that it was impossible to stop the tears behind her eyelids dropping onto her hot cheeks.
“Jesus…that was amazing…you’re amazing.” He leaned down and buried his lips into her hair. “I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you,” she whispered as he rolled onto his side pulling her with him.
Belle opened her eyes to find her body snuggly fitted to Ethan’s, a smile crossed her lips remembering the night of loving. It had been wonderful, just then she felt the baby move inside of her and laid her hand over the spot. Slipping from the bed her eyes were immediately drawn to the man in her bed fast asleep. He was so gorgeous, his hair all tousled, his face relaxed.
Quickly she dressed before running downstairs, just at the bottom step she stopped for a moment realisation dawning on her that…this was the first morning she hadn’t felt sick. It was Christmas Day, could life get any better?
Wrapping herself up in warm outdoor clothes she opened the door and breathed in the cold air as excitement for the day whirred inside her. Stepping out immediately sinking ankle deep into the newly dropped snow, the sun was shining as she walked down the path to a place which was important to her now more than ever before.
Brushing off the snow she sat on the swing and let the movement lull her. This was the same exact place her parents sat; she could always feel the love that surrounded here. Belle closed her eyes tipping her face up to the sun.
“What are you doing? It’s freezing out here.” Her feet touched the ground to stop the swing, drawing her lashes up slowly so that she could take him in—every single part of him.
“I wanted to be here.”
Ethan took her hands pulling her up. Sitting down on the swing he settled her on his knee as he wrapped his arms around her and she let her face lean on the softness of his jacket automatically draping her arms around his neck.
“Merry Christmas,” Belle whispered “Oh, Ethan we haven’t got each other gifts.” Lifting her head she looked at him.
“Yes we have…each other and our beautiful baby. Everything else will work itself out.” He stood up. “Come on, let’s go inside.”
Ethan stopped by the tree where her mum and dad had drawn their initials. She looked and beside it was another set…‘Belle, Ethan & baby xx’ inside a heart.
“When…who?”
“I came here before you woke earlier on and did it then.”
“Oh Ethan, it’s beautiful.” Belle stood on her tiptoes to kiss him, knowing that there were going to be times ahead when decisions would have to be made but with Ethan at her side she would always be happy.
About the Author
I'm just an everyday kinda girl I have lived on the Island of Anglesey in North Wales for thirty nine years. I have two grown up children Emma is a teacher and Christopher is involved in the family commercial business. I have three sisters; two of them live close by as does my mum.
I live to write, it's what makes me...me!
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