Chapter 39
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I exited the bathroom and started walking towards the kitchen.
"Look who's finally awake." I turned my head at the voice and saw Valdo with Jamaica in his hands and his face looking down at her. A smile immediately formed on my face, and instead of walking to the kitchen, I turned and started walking towards the pair. They looked utterly amazing. Why do men look so good with babies in their arms? Especially when the man is wearing a short-sleeve T-shirt and all his muscles are showing.
"I wasn't asleep for too long was I?" I hovered over them and watched as Valdo played with Jamaica.
"Nah, only about five hours."
"Five!" My eyes widen in shock, was I really sleeping for so long? That explains why I feel so well-rested.
"Or maybe six. I wasn't counting." he sounded so calm.
"Why didn't you wake me?" I'm sure he would have preferred doing work than babysitting an always-crying baby.
"You need the rest plus Jellybean, and I have been bonding. We both enjoy putting our fingers in our mouth. Well, at least I used to when I was a baby, or so my mother told me last night while she was here."
"I think every baby does that."
"Really?" he lifted his head briefly to look at me. "Oh well, I'm sure we'll have more things in common when she gets older."
"We'll just have to wait and see, won't we?" I looked down at them and smile. I'm glad he wanted to be apart of her life when she gets older. "I'm going to make something to eat, do you want any?"
He lifted his blue eyes to me, "Or we could go out and have Brunch. It's past midday. A little sun would be good for Jamaica."
I laughed at his words, "I'm sorry, that sounds funny, considering Jamaica is a tropical country."
He chuckled at little, "I'll try and remember to call her Jellybean when I'm making such comments."
"Oh, I don't mind. She'll have to get used to it from now because when she's older, she won't hear the end of it."
"I guess she's going to get the same torture I got with my weird name then." he teased.
"Oh, probably not as much as I got. I was called Jack all through middle school."
"Really, why?"
"It's quite simple, actually. I had a flat chest and no bottom, so it was easy to make fun of me." Let's not forget a face full of acne and pimples.
He looked at me up and down, "You don't have to worry about that anymore."
I blushed. He was right. Having Jamaica did a lot for my body. My breast got fuller, my hips got wider, and my butt was a little bigger. My body looked 100% better than it did a year ago. The only thing I need to work on now is my belly, which still had a good amount of baby fat, nothing working out can't solve, but I have to wait a few more weeks before I can start though because the C-section scar wasn't completely healed. The doctor said that it should be entirely healed in four weeks to six weeks.
"You're still beautiful." I looked at Valdo as he said he words, how did he know what I was thinking about. "You're touching your tummy."
The realisation made me blush, "Your ability to read my mind is kinda creepy. You always seem to know what I'm thinking."
"Not always. I have no idea what you're thinking about now."
I rubbed my belly while saying, "I thinking that I should hurry up and shower because I'm famished."
He chuckled, "Good idea, I'll go fix up the stroller while you get ready."
"You bought a stroller?"
"I figured we'd need one. I doubt you're going to stay inside all the time." I smiled at his words. He said 'we' and not 'you' which meant that he was in this as much I am.
"You're right. It would be good to take a stroll in the park every day or a few times a week. Get her used to seeing other surroundings."
"Good idea and you say you're not a pro?"
"Baby books and your mother's advice. She gives the best advice."
He smiled, "You're telling me?" he asked rhetorically.
We smiled at each other for a few seconds until I spoke, "I should go get ready."
"We'll be waiting."
"Bye, baby." I bent and placed a kiss on my baby's cheek.
I turn to leave, but Valdo spoke, "So I don't get a kiss ?" I smiled then turned around to place a kiss on his cheeks, but he moved his face, and it landed on his lips. He opened his mouth and captured my top lip with his. We kissed for a while before he pulled away, "You're making me hungry. Go get ready."
I blushed at his words. I'm young, but I'm not innocent. I knew he meant a different type of hungry. I pulled myself away from him, "See you in a few." I turned around and started going in the direction of the bathroom, but I turned back for one last one, and he wasn't staring at me, all his attention was on the baby in his hands. I smiled and continued my journey to the bathroom.
Maybe I do get a happy ending after all.
