My hands tremble as she puts them gently on her stomach
I can feel the soft kicks against my hands
Right there and then I want to fill her up with so much love and affection
It's writhing in my bones and when I look into her eyes I know she's thinking the same thing
We don't
Instead I ask if she wants to come round and see the nursery
"It's not yet finished but I really want you to see it," I say excitedly
She nods her head biting down on her lip
I lead her into the house and upstairs with my hands covering her eyes
When I reveal the nursery she gazes in shock and awe
"It's beautiful Chris," she breathes placing a hand on her belly
Her glimmering shining face feels me with warmth
"I've also made up the guest room when you want to come and sleep round," I say showing her the guest room
She stands in the middle of the room gazing around
"Despite everything that's happened between us, I'm glad this is what is coming out of it," she says softly
"So you're finally happy," I ask carefully
She nods her head
"I've finally got all the love and affection I've always wanted"
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L O L I T A ' S National Anthem (COMPLETED ✔️)
Short StoryLolita - noun ❝ A sexually precocious young girl ❞ National Anthem - noun ❝ A rousing or uplifting song identified with a particular group, body, or cause❞ Because there's nothing more dangerous, thrilling and heart wrenching than being a narcissist...
