Forever You by Lynn, Sandi (autobiographies to read .txt) 📗

away. She finally made a decision on what colors she wanted. I

kissed her and told her they were beautiful. I asked the store to deliver the paint to the penthouse the

next day.

Ellery was in bed, reading a book when I came from my office downstairs. I stood in the doorway

and stared at her. All you saw was her huge belly and her book that was resting upon it. She looked

up and smiled. “What are you doing just standing there?” she asked.

“I’m just admiring the most beautiful woman in the world,” I said as I took off my clothes and

climbed in next to her. I leaned over and kissed her belly. “Hi, little one, it’s your daddy. I wanted to

tell you that you’re one lucky girl to have the most beautiful mommy in the world.”

“Connor, stop; you’re making me cry,” she said as she ran her fingers through my hair.

“I’m only telling her the truth.”

“I can’t wait to see what she looks like,” Ellery said.

“I already know,” I said as I sat up and faced her. I ran one finger by her eye. “She’ll have your ice

blue eyes and your cute little nose,” I said as I ran my finger down to her lips. “She’ll have your lips

and your smile. I’ll have to keep her locked up in the house because all the boys will melt when she

smiles at them.”

Ellery flinched and put both hands on her belly. “Ellery, what’s wrong?” I said, panicking.

“The baby kicked. Here,” she said as she took my hand and placed it on the side of her stomach.

She smiled at me and bit her bottom lip as I felt the baby kicking. She laid herself down on her side,

and I did the same, facing her. I kept my hand on her stomach as she stroked my fingers with hers. I

leaned closer and kissed her good night.

***

It was Saturday morning, and I awoke to the birds chirping outside my window. I got out of bed and

headed to the kitchen for some coffee. Claire was making breakfast, Ellery was at the table, drinking

juice, and Denny was reading the paper.

“Morning everyone,” I smiled.

“Good morning, babe. Don’t forget that after breakfast we’re going to start painting the nursery,”

she said.

I heard Denny chuckle. I walked over and gave Ellery as kiss. “What’s so funny, Denny?” I asked

as I sat down next to him.

“I just can’t imagine you painting. Do you even know how to hold a paint brush?” he asked.

“That’s very funny, Denny,” I snarled.

“He’ll be fine. I’ll teach him,” Ellery smiled.

“Ellery, I know how to hold a paint brush,” I growled.

“I’m sure you do, babe.”

We finished breakfast, and I went upstairs to change into some old clothes. I walked into the

nursery, and Ellery was up on the ladder. I almost had a heart attack.

“Ellery Rose Black, get off that ladder, right now!” I commanded.

“How do you expect me to paint the mural on the ceiling if I’m on the floor?”

“What if you fall and hurt yourself or the baby.”

“I’m not going to fall, Connor. I’ve painted many ceilings.”

“God, Elle, you make me nervous.”

“Stop it, and go start painting that wall over there,” she said.

I took the roller, rolled it in the pan filled with paint, and started rolling the wall with it. It wasn’t

too long before Ellery came over and took it from me.

“Connor, let me show you the proper way to paint a wall,” she said as she took the roller from my

hand. There was nothing sexier than watching the mother of my child paint a wall. She held out her

hand to me, and I took it. “We can do this, babe; you and me,” she smiled. I nodded my head as I took

the paint roller from her.

We painted all day, and when we stopped, we stood in the middle of the room and looked around.

The mint green walls were painted to perfection, and the part of the ceiling that Ellery painted looked

phenomenal. She kissed me on the cheek. “You’re a wonderful painter, Mr. Black.”

A few days later, Ellery finished the nursery just in time for the furniture to be delivered. I got

home from the office and headed upstairs to see the finished room. I walked in as Ellery was sitting in

the rocking chair with her hands on her belly. I walked over and kissed her as I helped her up from

the rocking chair. She had everything in its place. People have been sending us gifts every day, not to

mention everything we got from the baby shower. I looked around at the furniture and all the items on

the shelves. “This is going to be one spoiled baby,” I said.

“Of course she’ll be spoiled because you’ll be the one spoiling her,” Ellery smiled.

I looked up at the ceiling. The mural Ellery painted was perfect, and nobody could’ve painted it

better. I walked over to the crib and stared down at it.

“I can’t believe that in a couple of weeks, our daughter will be sleeping in here,” I smiled.

“It went by so fast,” she said as she put her arm around me.

“Are you still up to going out for dinner with Peyton and Henry tonight?” I asked her.

“Of course I am; why would you ask?”

“I’m just making sure you’re feeling ok, and that you’re not too tired,” I said as I kissed her head.

“Actually, I feel great. Better than I have in a long time,” she smiled. “Would you like to join me in

the shower before we leave?” she winked.

“I’d love to join you.” I took her hand and led her to our bathroom.

***

Denny drove us to the restaurant