Chapter 64
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He chuckled, "Eric said we could take three days."
I calmed down a little. If Eric said, we have time, we time. "So we're heading to our honeymoon spot now?"
"Yup."
I frowned, "But Jamaica is not with us." Everywhere we went to Jamaica was by our side. We've never left her anywhere before.
"Our mothers volunteered to keep her while we're away. She'll be okay," he assured.
"Oh, I miss her already," I whispered. I trusted my mom and Hannah 100%, but it still scared me. Could they manage her 2 am crying and her five needs for constant attention? I knew they have experience with children, but it's been over eighteen years my mother and Hannah haven't had to worry about changing diapers and such.
Valdo pushed his head on my shoulder, "I miss her too, but she'll be okay." He ran his fingers down my arm, "If it makes you feel any better, Eric will be there as well. He offered to Dogsit King and so he'll be by the apartment with your mom."
I smirked, "Who's idea was that?"
"Eric's. He always dogsits for me when I'm away."
"But does he dogsit at your apartment?" I asked with a smirk.
"Well, no."
I chuckled, "Valdo. I think Eric likes my mom."
He laughed, "You're right. He probably does."
I chuckled, "I feel sorry for the poor guy."
"Eric can handle himself." he defended. I'm sure Eric can handle himself, after all, he was a playboy, but I doubt if he can win over my mother. As much as she blushes at his compliments, he wasn't her type, and she didn't date younger guys. "I'm sure he'll take the hint if she doesn't show any interest."
I shrugged. Who knows what might happen? Maybe they do end up falling for each other.
I laughed at the thought. Imagine having a stepfather who was two years older than your husband.
"Why are you laughing?"
I chuckled, "Oh, nothing. Just my imagination running wild."
"You should probably save all that energy for tonight," he whispered in my ear.
I blushed and remained silent.
Oh god, Valdo.
Now you've got me thinking even more.
....
"Are you ready?"
"Yes!" I'm more than ready. I've had on this blindfold for too long.
Valdo chuckled, "Okay. Fine." He came behind me and started to untie the blindfold. "One. Two. Three!" As expected on Three, he removed the blindfold. It took a whole for my eyes to get used to the lightning, but when I did, I looked at the view ahead in awe.
"Wow, this is majestic." I glance at Valdo, "Where are we?"
"Welcome to Niagra Falls," he answered with a big smile on his face.
I smiled and pulled him in a hug, "It's beautiful. Thank you."
He wrapped his arms around my waist, "You're welcome. I figured it was a convenient location. We're only two hours away from home. If anything happens, we can quickly get a plane to go home. We could always go to Paris after everything is sorted."
I shook my head, "No, this is perfect. Absolutely amazing." I lived in Alton most of my life. My mother and I never could afford to take trips. The best we could do was a little river. While I was homeless, I saw many beautiful places, but nothing could compare to the view that I was looking at.
It was so peaceful and heavenly. I felt like we were at the edge of the world.
We pulled away from each other and looked quietly at the Falls as it changed colours.
"If you think this is beautiful wait till we see it from Canada's side."
I glanced at him, "We're going to Canada?"
"Yes, that's where all the fun is. I have our trip all planned out. It's going to be perfect." He enhanced our hands and looked back at the view.
I felt a tap on my leg, so I looked down behind me, and I saw a little girl with golden blond hair looking up at me.
"Are you a princess?" she giggled.
I blushed at her words. I looked up at her parents, who were smiling at me, permitting me to engage her in a conversation. I look down at the child and answered her question. "I am." I wasn't a princess, but I sure felt like one.
She giggled and pointed at Valdo, "Is he your Prince?"
I nodded and smiled, "He is."
"Wow, so do you guys live in a castle?" this time she directed her question to Valdo.
"For now we live in an apartment, but I'm going to build one for us soon." He answered.
"My grandpa lives in an apartment too, but it's for old people only," she said with a pout.
"Anna, we have to leave the princess and the prince now." her father said, placing his hands gently on her shoulders.
She looked up at him then back at us, "Okay. Bye." She waved at us, then turned.
Her mother gave us a final smile, "Thanks." she whispered before they walked off.
"I can't wait to see what Jamaica is like at that age." I looked at him as he said the words. Where did this man come from? Is he even real? Why did he choose me? A Pregnant, homeless nobody?
"Why did you choose me?" This man could have anyone he wanted. Why did he choose me?
He frowned at my question, considered. "What do you mean?"
"Well, when we met I was pregnant, homeless, broke and I'm sure I looked like a freak show. Why did you choose to help me? I know you said it was because your mom was in a similar situation, but you didn't have to bring me to your home. You could have brought me directly to your mom, and she would have provided a place for me, but you didn't. You kept me." I smiled at him, "You can have any woman you want, but you choose me. I know I've asked you this already, but I find it so hard to believe that someone as amazing as you would want someone like me."
