Dance With Me, Baby(14)
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“Jules,” I called down the hallway from my office, “what time should the movers be at your apartment tomorrow?”
She was in the kitchen making lunch and something clanged as it was dropped onto the stone floor. I sighed and sat back down in my chair, then asked the scheduler on the phone if I could call her back. Then I waited, knowing what was coming next. Sure enough, Juliette came to my door and glared at me, her fisted hands propped on her hips. She looked gorgeous with her violet eyes full of fire and my cock hardened at the sight.
After I’d made love to her, we’d talked for a little while, then fallen asleep in each other’s arms. Even passed out cold, I couldn’t bear to let her go. I was afraid I’d wake up and she’d be gone. It would be a futile attempt on her part, of course, because I’d chase her ass down and chain her to the fucking bed if I had to. I was determined to get her moved in and married to me as soon as possible.
“Excuse me?”
“Baby, I told you last night. You’re moving in with me. Now, what time tomorrow? They’ll pack up everything and transport it here.” I frowned in thought, then narrowed my eyes in warning. “I don’t want you lifting a single box, Juliette.”
She glared right back at me. “I agree that I should move in, eventually. Definitely before the baby is born. But, you can’t just decide it’s going to be tomorrow! We have plenty of time to worry about that, then we’ll tackle the wedding after the birth.”
I almost laughed at her ridiculous comment, until I realized she was serious. “Juliette soon-to-be McGowan,” I growled. “I am moving your sexy little ass in with me immediately. And, you will have my last name before our baby is born”—I held up my hand when I saw she was about to argue—“This is not up for debate, baby. But, I’m not completely unreasonable, I’ll give you three months to plan a wedding, or I’m dragging you to the courthouse.”
I opened a drawer in my desk and fished out an envelope, then tossed it to her. She caught it and opened is cautiously, her brow shooting to her hair line at the contents.
“Those arrived this morning. There is no limit on that credit card and the other is a temporary debit card to our checking account. We’ll get you permanent ones after you change your last name.” I ignored her sputtering and went on, “I expect to see plenty of charges for the wedding and baby.”
“Declan—”
“If tomorrow isn’t good, pick a day this week or I’ll choose one for you, Jules,” I interrupted stubbornly.
She made a frustrated sound and threw her hands in the air. “Fine! Tomorrow,” she growled. And damn, it was cute as fuck. “I’ll be done with work at three.” Then she pivoted and stomped back to the kitchen. I waited as long as I could before I let the laughter burst from my lungs. So fucking adorable.
By the next night, she was almost completely moved in and I was able to heave a partial sigh of relief. After wearing her the fuck out that night, we were lying in bed and I was holding her with my hand resting on her belly when the baby kicked. It was amazing. I couldn’t wait to meet our little peanut.
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“Dr. McGowan, I hear congratulations are in order.” Dr. Frazier grinned at me as she entered the examination room.
I beamed back at her. “For the baby or the engagement?” I was standing to the left of Juliette, holing her hand, so I lifted it to show off the ring.
Dr. Frazier laughed and patted my arm as she maneuvered around the equipment and stopped at Juliette’s other side. “Both. Though, I wasn’t actually aware of the engagement.”
Holding out a hand, Dr. Frazier warmly introduced herself to Juliette. “I hear you’re about four months, Ms. Moureaux?”
“Yes. We’re positive about the conception date.” Juliette blushed and I chuckled, earning myself a cute little frown. “You can call me Juliette,” she added.
Dr. Frazier nodded with a smile. “Okay, shall we see if this little one wants to cooperate today?” She pulled up Juliette’s shirt to just under her breasts, exposing her baby bump. After putting some gel on there, she started moving a transducer probe around and a swishing sound emanated from the machine. Then, there was a pulsing, a heartbeat, and my knees weakened a bit.
I stared at the screen and watched the little person inside my girl. I was filled with a million different emotions but when Juliette’s hand tightened around mine, I swung my gaze to face her liquid purple eyes. Lowing my head, I kissed her lips gently, infusing the gesture with love and gratitude. She was my dream come true, and it was almost surreal at that moment to know she and the baby were mine.