Now and Forever novel Chapter 42

I'm hungry.

It's one am and I'm hungry.

I'm currently sitting on the table counter eating a tub of vanilla ice cream.

Who does that in winter?? I mean- eating ice cream? On a snowy night? That's just wrong... but why does it feel so, so right?

"You know," I said and put a hand on my stomach, "you're gonna make me gain a lot weight-"

"Who're you talking to?" Great, just great...

"No one." I said and continued eating my ice cream, not sparing him a single glance.

"Listen... can we talk?"

"No." I answered and jumped off the counter then made my way to the freezer and put the ice cream back.

"Move." I said when I turned around and he was standing right there- looking him dead in the eyes.

"Not until we talk."

"I don't want to talk to you." I said then tried to walk around him but he blocked me from going anywhere.

"Please?"

"Did.. did you just say please?" I don't think I've ever heard this man say 'please' or 'thank you' before I-

"That's not the point-"

"Fine. Talk." Might as well get this over with..

"I.. I just wanted to.. to say that I'm.. I'm.."

"You're.. ?" Is this going where I think it's going...?

"I'm.. I'm.. sorry." Hold up- did he just apologize?

"You're what?"

"You heard me.." he mumbled but I still heard him.

"Is that all?" I cleared my throat then asked.

"Well- yeah.."

"Okay then, have a good night." I smiled and sidestepped him.

"Wait wait wait.." He put an arm out, stopping me in my tracks.

"Yes?"

"Aren't you going to I don't know- forgive me? Come back to bed-"

"Hold on- what exactly did you come downstairs for?"

"I came for water." He already had an excuse planned out?

"Water?"

"Yes, water." He clarified.

"And it didn't happen to do with the fact you couldn't sleep.. without me?" I crossed my arms and bit down on my lip, trying so hard not to smile.

"Well..?" I urged for him to say the words I was so dying to hear.

"Fine," he sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "I can't sleep because.. because you're not there."

"Oh so we're mumbling now are we?" I asked then tilted my head to side.

"So will you?" He asked, the tops of his ears and cheeks becoming a crimson color.

"Will I what-"

"Amelia..." he groaned.

"Okay okay, I'm coming." Why can't our conversation be like this all the time?

"Just to be clear, this doesn't mean I've forgiven you." I said and climbed into bed after taking off my gown -well Bella's (new) gown.

"Then what does it mean?" Okay, he's got a good point... what does it mean?

"It means.. well it doesn't matter just know I've not forgiven you entirely." I switched off the bedside lamp and shifted around to get a comfortable position.

"Well what can I do in order to get forgiven entirely?" He asked and switched off the lamp on his side.

I have to think about- Aha!

"You have to give me a job at-"

"Not gonna happen."

"Wha- you didn't even let me finish my sentence." I shifted just a little so I could look at him.

"It's because I knew where it was going."

"There's enough room in Bella's room, might as well-"

"Okay okay! I'll see what I can do." This man really doesn't want to sleep alone does he?

"Good." I smiled and went back into my former position -back faced to him- but then he did the most unexpected thing ever: he pulled me closer to him so my back was against his rock hard chest and then proceeded to wrap his arm around my waist- the other one snaking under me to meet up with each other.

It oddly felt nice -his arms around me- so I decided to make it more comfortable for the both of us by taking his hand and intertwining it with mine then pulling them over my chest area and yes I do mean that area..

"Are you okay with this?" I whispered.

"I am if you are-"

"I am." I answered a little to quickly.

"Okay then, good night." He breathed out and placed a chaste kiss on my ear.

Can all moments be like this?

***

"Amelia..." someone called.

"Amelia wake..." Someone called again- but this time the voice was a bit more clear.

"Amelia wake up."

"Just a few more minutes.." I mumbled and turned to the other side.

"If you wait a few more minutes you won't make it for your first day of work."

"My first day of work?" I asked, my mind still fuzzy with sleep.

"Yeah, your first day of work." The voice became more and more clear.. Alexander?

"But I don't have a job." My mind thankfully started loosing sleep so I could think more clearly now.

"Now you do, now get up." I've never sat up so quick in my life- which was probably a mistake because the familiar burning sensation in my throat reminded me of the reality of the reality of pregnancy- pregnancy... I'm still not used to the term 'pregnancy'.

To tell you I ran faster than the flash himself into the bathroom- well maybe a little bit faster..

And... there goes my vanilla ice cream..

"Are you okay?" Alexander asked, sounding panicked and all. It was kind of cute *insert blushing emoji*

"Apart from the fact I emptied my my ice cream into the toilet bowl? Yeah, I'm just peachy." I stood up and flushed, immediately making my way to the sink to rinse my mouth and brush my teeth.

"Listen Amelia, if you're not going to be able to-"

"No no! I'm fine! It only happens in the mornings and if it's ever to happen during the day -which it won't by the way- I have medication for it!" There is no way I'm going to let this opportunity pass me by!

"Wow- okay then, be ready in," he looked down at his wrist, "thirty."

"Okay!" He then gave a slight nod and closed the door.

Okay thirty minutes.. I can't do this! Right?

"Amelia let's go!" Alexander shouted from the other side of the door.

"Coming!" I shouted back and gave myself one more look in the mirror.

A black knee length pencil skirt, an off white long sleeved blouse and nude heels. To finish off the look, I gelled back my mane of hair into a sleek low bun (not forgetting the poof!) and used a black handbag that matched the outfit perfectly.

For make up or was just my eyebrows, concealer and lipgloss- nothing too flashy whatsoever.

Perfect.

"Ame-"

"I'm here!" I opened the door seconds before Alexander could call out my name for the nth time.

"Finally! What took you so long- are you even supposed to be wearing heels?" The look of concern stretched across his facial features.

"What? Oh- yeah it's fine." He looked between my face and my shoes like he wasn't so sure about my answer.

"It's fine really! Now come on! We're gonna be late!"

***

"Good morning Mr Knight." A lady that looked like she was in her mid fifties? greeted. Hey! I recognize her from the wedding!