Into the Light
“Give or take a few days. Now time to hear the heartbeat.”
She turned up the dial on the monitor and I waited, holding my breath until the loud thumping sound echoed through the room. It was like music to my ears, the tell-tale sign that our baby existed, but this time I treasured this moment. This unbelievable life changing moment that consumed me so much I was ready to burst out into tears. My eyes wouldn’t leave the screen as I watched our baby, in its tiny form move up and down on the screen. It may have been black and white, making absolutely no sense, but that little pea was our baby and I couldn’t take my eyes off it.
“You have a very happy baby inside there.” She smiled.
I looked over at Lex, who was unable to hide his happiness, his eyes dancing, so bright as if the emerald lit up the dark room. His grin was infectious as I watched him experience this moment he had been so desperately waiting for.
“Did you hear that? Our baby is happy.” He beamed.
The sonographer handed us a photo of the baby, my hands were shaking as I looked at the image until Lex asked to hold it for a moment. He took out his phone and took a photo of it.
“What are you doing?”
He showed me his phone, the wallpaper now a photo of the baby “Doesn’t matter where I am, I can see our baby anytime now.”
It was his heartfelt words that caused that single tear to drop down my cheek. Wiping it with his thumb, he kissed the spot where it fell. I pulled him into me, sobbing into his perfectly pressed suit. He gave me a moment before lifting my head so our eyes met.
“I love you. Obsessed together forever,” he whispered, rubbing his nose against mine.
“Obsessed together forever,” I mouthed back.
Chapter 17
Lex
Our first two weeks as a couple were pure bliss, well at least that’s what I tell myself. The reality was, we argued over the pettiest of things. But arguing leads to one thing and the only thing that was on my mind - hot, off the charts, animalistic, raw sex. The kind of sex that did nothing to diffuse my erection, if anything it made me want more and more till the point where I had to remind myself we still had to function as human beings outside the apartment. Well, that sucks balls, I can tell you.
It wasn’t the first time I lived with a women, but seven years living in a bachelor pad had me set in my ways. I wasn’t a slob, quite the opposite in fact. I was extremely anal and it turns out so was Charlotte. The problem was we had different ways of doing things and we didn’t always see eye to eye.
“The toilet paper should face forward, over.” She pointed out.
“I disagree,” I answered back.
“Why on earth would it be under?”
“Because it looks tidier this way.”
She looked at me, the argument far from over. Bathroom politics were not hot, although Charlotte standing there in her tank top showing her erect nipples and cute ass panties was, which lead to me fucking her in front of the mirror; and so that was Monday.
On Tuesday we decided to eat McDonald’s, much to my horror. Charlotte’s cravings were all over the place, and being the great husband that I am and so she wouldn’t feel so bad, I ate what she ate.
“Did I just see you dip your fry into that chocolate sundae?” Cringing, she waited for my response with a clear look of disgust on her face.
“Yes, Adriana and I use to do it as kids.”
“That is gross! Potato and dairy?” I dipped a nugget in there and the look of disgust intensified.
“Lex! Who does that? I bet you that you are the only one. Prove to me someone else does it?”
“If I do, will you flip the toilet paper my way?”
“I’m that confident that, yes, we can have the toilet paper your way.”
I reached for my phone and googled fry in sundae. Video after video appeared. I hit play and a very pissed off Charlotte huffed. “Whatever.”
I had won the toilet roll battle, the compulsive neat freak side of me metaphorically sat in its smoking jacket with a pipe and slippers. It also resulted in me licking chocolate fudge off her erect nipples; I heard no complaints from her, only two screaming orgasms.
Wednesday was our first official ‘real couple’ fight. After much persuasion, Charlotte agreed to go apartment hunting with me as we needed something bigger. Surprisingly something perfect came up almost immediately and I was ready to put in an offer.