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“Wonderful idea, darling!” Madeline said. After another few bites of her breakfast, she asked, “What are you going to do for your honeymoon? Have any idea where you want to go?” I smiled, furrowing my brow in thought.
“I have to talk to James more about it. We’ll probably start planning for a week from now, if that is all right with you, since you will be watching the kids. Security will be increased here, so that won’t be a concern,” I said. Madeline gave a chuckle at that.
“Oh, darling! I have never felt unsafe here, not since the incident, so don’t you worry. I am just fine with watching the kids still while you go on your honeymoon. You deserve to enjoy yourself, after all!” she said with an even bigger smile now.
I felt warm and fuzzy, beyond happy to have such a supportive person here. She was turning into a good friend, and I was grateful after the incident that had really made me wary of nannies in general. It felt as though the past was finally staying where it belonged. In the past.
“I’m so happy about that,” I said, letting out a sigh. I took a sip of my tea, trying to think of a good place to go on a honeymoon. Somewhere tropical, I decided. I would love to lie by the beach, maybe snorkel a bit.
We couldn’t go anywhere or do anything too exciting since I had the baby on the way and was frequently tired. Laying by the beach under the sun and listening to the waves, maybe reading a nice book or five, would be wonderful.
“I want to go somewhere where there’s a beautiful beach and have a chance to relax a bit. I don’t think I’ve been able to relax enough even if things have calmed down lately!” I said, thinking of all the issues that were finally fading away.
“Yes, you deserve to get some rest, Becca darling! I think that’s a wonderful idea. I know the Seychelles are a spot I hear mentioned a lot in my friend group. There may be turtles hatching at this time of year, which is amazing to see!” she said.
I grinned, thinking about that. I could get pictures and dazzle the kids when I returned, maybe get a few souvenirs as well. I loved her train of thought, and said, “That’s lovely! I’m going to look that up today. Thank you so much, Madeline.”
With that, we finished breakfast and tea, chatting about plans for the honeymoon and ideas for what Madeline will do to entertain the children. A few new family movies came out this year, and she was going to show them to the kids. Something I very much approved of!
The idea of a tropical honeymoon had me buzzing with excitement. I couldn’t wait to relax on a beautiful beach, so romantic, with James. We could kiss at sunset, and maybe even have a bit of sex on the beach. Hopefully, it wouldn’t get too sandy.
I got up from the dining room table and entered the office, making a few notes to look up some good honeymoon spots when I got back. Right now, I had a doctor’s appointment to check on the baby! I was a bit nervous, but so far everything had been going well.
James met me at the front of the compound, leaning forward and giving me a tender kiss. He wrapped his arms around me in a hug, and asked in my ear, “How has your day been, love? Ready for your appointment?” He was joining me for every one now.
“It’s been wonderful! Madeline and I talked about a good place to go for a honeymoon. Oh James, I’m so excited. I was thinking a beach would be nice. Somewhere relaxing, what do you think?” I asked him, leaning back and giving him a huge smile.
James thought about this for a moment, then nodded. “That sounds perfect, just the right fit for us. Do you have an idea where you’d like this tropical spot to be?” he asked. He reached up and moved a strand of my hair from my face, causing me to close my eyes and lean into his touch.
“Yes,” I breathed. “She suggested Seychelles. We can see some turtles there and take some pictures for the kids. I’d love to watch a sunset with you,” I added, thinking about that and nearly bouncing with excitement.
“I can’t wait, Becca,” he said, leaning down to steal another kiss and causing me to blush deeply. We went outside and got into our car, with security at the wheel while we rode in the back. I leaned against James, my heart pounding.
“What’s the matter?” he asked, nudging me and giving me a frown of concern. “Nervous, as usual? I think the baby will be just fine. You always get so worried regardless, though, huh?” he asked, reading my mind.
I nodded, grinning sheepishly and rubbing the back of my neck. “Any number of things could go wrong, so I always think about the worst-case scenario. Especially after all that we’ve been through. But things are looking up, and I’m so happy, James.”
James nodded, glancing away from me for a moment in an odd way. I opened my mouth to question what was wrong, but he just nudged me again and leaned over, giving me a kiss on my cheek. “We’ll be living in peace and happiness now, Becca. Don’t you worry.”
That eased me a little bit, though, of course, I still worried a bit about the baby, and hoped they would be alright. Not that there had been any signs otherwise, of course. We got out of the car and walked into the hospital.
Once more, I passed by several families being loud, either cheering or weeping. At times, there were more than a dozen people waiting outside rooms, chatting loudly in the hospital. I was grinning from ear to ear at this, once again reminded about how wonderful it was.
Family being here for each other, so loudly supportive, may annoy some people not from around here, but it didn’t bother me. James remained neutral on the matter, while I was touched. I wished my parents were as supportive.
My father, unfortunately, still had a stick up his ass about James. Talks with him didn’t go well, though I tried my best. I shook that thought out of my head as we were directed into one of the rooms. The gynecologist entered, giving us a huge smile.
“Hello again, Becca! James! Or should I say, Mr. and Mrs. Valentino? Congratulations on the marriage,” she said. Though she had come across as judgemental at first, she seemed very supportive at this point. I was at ease with her.
“Thank you so much!” I said, sitting down on a chair and preparing for some tests. James took his usual spot in the corner, looking relaxed and happy. The gel was spread on my belly so that the doctor could use an ultrasound and check on the baby.
I watched the black and white image on the screen, a bit scratchy and hard to see, like every ultrasound image before it. To me, anyway. The doctor knew what she was seeing! As she identified the baby’s head and body, I gave a little, happy squeal.
“They’re developing well!” she said, giving a huge smile. “Do you want to do some tests to see the sex, or were you planning on it being a surprise?” she asked. I didn’t have any expectations or specific wants. My smile widened.
“A surprise,” I said. “We will pick out a few names for both genders, then decide when the time comes.” The doctor nodded in agreement, and from James’s light smile, he liked that idea as well. We got the typical health talk, and a few of my questions were answered.
The baby was healthy, with no issues, which caused my heart to sing. I felt very warm and happy. Everything was looking up! On our way home, I gave James a huge kiss, wrapping my arms around him with glee.
“A healthy baby is a happy one!” I said, my voice dripping with enthusiasm. We had nothing to worry about, and for that, I was overjoyed.
James.
Still feeling beyond happy about the news of the baby still being healthy, I walked over to the fridge to get myself a quick snack before meeting with Giovani. Becca was dripping with joy, which made me relieved, to say the least.
She had no idea what was going on in the background, and I didn’t want her to, either. She shouldn’t suffer the stress of anything anymore. My wife was looking forward to a wonderful life with our expanding family, and I wouldn’t let worry settle in her mind.
At least, despite the stress on my end, we were going to have our honeymoon soon. The kids were happy, and that’s all I could ask for. Speaking of which, I stopped into the nursery for a visit before heading off to discuss things with my cousin.
Alessandro was playing around with a few cars and stuffed animals. Dahlia sat in front of him, doing the same, making happy cooing noises threaded in with a few words. When they saw me, they let out squeals of happiness and hobbled over.
I took a seat on the ground and spread my arms, taking them into a huge hug and giving a few chuckles. “Hello, loves,” I said to both, holding them close and grinning widely. Madeline looked on, no doubt touched by this interaction.
Eventually I stood up and picked Alessandro up, holding him toward the ceiling in a swift motion that had him squealing with laughter and shouting for more. I tossed him up into the air a few times before putting him on the ground. Dahlia protested with a few whines.
I gave her attention too, tossing her a bit before leaving a huge kiss on the cheek. Giving my daughter a big squeeze, I finally put her on the ground and patted both. “I love you!” I said to the kids, who responded back in kind.
Madeline clapped her hands, saying, “Oh darling, you are so great with the kids! They are always so happy to see you. It warms my heart. They’ve been doing wonderful and having a ball in here,” she said. I nodded, smiling at her.
“I am very happy to hear that,” I said, giving her a huge smile. After a final hug for each of the little ones, I turned to leave. “Thank you for all the hard work you do, and for agreeing to watch over them when Becca and I go on our honeymoon.”
“I hope you have the time of your life, darling!” Madeline said, giving a little wave. “It is no problem, I am always delighted to be here with these little angels.” I could tell by how her tone gushed that she meant that with all her heart.
With a positive mood, I exited the nursery and headed out to my car. Security would be driving me to another compound where Giovani was ready to meet and speak. He was very vague after the wedding, and I wanted to know more about what was going on.
The drive was quick. Cloud cover hid the stars, prompting me to randomly hope that Becca and I got a few days under the stars without such clouds on the beach during our honeymoon. It would be good to relax a little then.
Eventually, we came upon the compound, and I entered the building, getting a glance from a few of Giovani’s men on his security team, but nothing more than that. I nodded with respect for them as I made my way through the halls.
Arriving at his office, I knocked on the door. I let him know ahead of time via text that I was on my way, so he was well aware of this meeting. His soft voice rang out on the other side. “Come in,” he said. I entered the room and sat down in front of his desk.
At the moment, Giovani was typing up something on his laptop. He glanced up and gave me a kind grin before pushing it aside and threading his fingers together, resting his elbows on his desk. He looked rather authoritative and had a sly glint in his eye.
I wasn’t sure if I liked that, but technically, the wedding had gone well despite the suspicious things that kept happening. Becca didn’t notice, at least, and the kids were safe. In that case, I couldn’t be too annoyed with the secrecy.
“James!” Giovani said, giving a nod. “Welcome. I’m so glad you wanted to meet with me here, there are a lot of things I wanted to go over,” he said, causing me to raise a brow. I was still Don, so it likely pertained to that. Still…
“We’re going to talk about what happened at the wedding, right Giovani?” I asked, crossing my arms and leaning back in the cushioned chair I was sitting in. He chuckled and nodded, his smile only widening.
“But of course. In fact, that’s the primary thing I wanted to talk about. That entire situation happened because of the Cartwrights. Oh, what’s his name… Right, Sylvio. A very nice friend of yours, no doubt,” he said, his tone now very sarcastic.
I rolled my eyes, but then furrowed my brow. “Wait. He was connected to the Cartwrights?” I asked, causing Giovani to chuckle and shake his head. I sighed, wishing he could be more forthcoming as opposed to playing around, at times.
“Not at all. He was just an annoying bastard I wanted to get rid of and did so in a creative way,” Giovani said. “Good at his job. But an asshole. Now, very good at his job. He’s six feet under because of a poisoned wedding cake. The one none of you ate.”
