Been Reading This For About A Year I Think. Loving Every Bit Of It

Been reading this for about a year I think. loving every bit of it

Dreaming Too Late

           “Oh!” I sat up in bed, surprised by the strength of the thump of the baby growing inside me. I settled my hand over my belly and rubbed in slow soothing circles. “You’re killing me, sweetheart.”

           The bathroom door opened and light spilled out. It took a moment for me to recognize Matt’s silhouette. He was pulling his hair up into a knot. “Y/N, what are you doing up?”

           I leaned back against the headboard and sighed. “She kicked me awake.”

           He crossed the room and climbed up onto the edge of the bed. There was just enough light for me to see the outline of his face and the smile he wore. His right hand curled over my belly, thumb firm on the spot that somehow calmed our baby girl. “Come on, sweet pea,” he whispered beside my belly. “Give your mom a break. It’s going to be hard enough while we’re gone.”

           My heart stuttered as I remembered. No wonder he was awake so early. They had an hour drive to Los Angeles before they had to catch a flight to Japan. Today began a month and a half long loop with New Japan. They’d be on the road from the time they landed to the time they got on the plane to come home.

           It was the third time they’d had to leave since we’d found out I was pregnant.

           I ran my fingers over his hair, trying to memorize the feel of it before he left. Earlier in my pregnancy, it wasn’t so bad when they were gone. But now—three months before she was due—I was starting to worry. And not just worry, but miss them and mourn for the moments that they didn’t get to see.

           They’d been there the first time we’d seen our little girl’s face on the monitor in the doctor’s office. I’d been in absolute awe at the fact that I could see the curve of her sweet little nose and each of her fingers and toes. Matt and Nick had just cried. When we left the doctor that day, we had three sets of the ultrasound photos. One was on the fridge of each house. The last was divided between Matt and Nick, who kept them in their wallets and took them along when they traveled.

           “It’ll be fine,” I said softly, even though I wasn’t sure if I meant it. “It’s just six weeks.”

           Matt pressed a kiss against my belly. “I’ll miss you every second of it.”

           “Hey,” came Nick’s voice from the doorway, “we’ve got to… Sunshine, why are you awake?”

           He mirrored his brother’s earlier movements and climbed up onto the bed on my other side. The moment he saw Matt’s hand on my stomach, he nodded. “Ah, she must know we’re leaving.”

           I grinned and leaned against him. “Something like that.” I tipped my face upward and he gave me a soft, lingering kiss that made my entire body feel warm. He skimmed his fingers down my cheek. “Be careful. Please.”

           “We will,” he murmured, smiling sadly. “Trust us.”

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An Ending Within--Ch. 19

Chapter 19

           I cracked my neck to the side and grinned as I twisted my hips, dropping my knee repeatedly into Jon’s ribs. He let out an oof of noise with each shot, his torso rolling up into the impact. When I went for the move again, Jon vined his arm around the inside of my braced knee, grabbed a cross grip over the top of my thigh, and rotated me hard face first into the mat.

           I felt the pressure ease up as quickly as he put it on. He floated over my back, his grip shifting as he planted his feet, rolled back in deep Boston Crab. My ribs stretched, the muscles in my back seizing.

           “Tap, dollface,” Jon called as he rocked on his heels, cranking back. I’d seen Jon do this before, falling all the way onto the mat. “Before you really get hurt.”

           I cackled and flailed back with my free leg. I felt the contact, but didn’t know where it landed. It was enough to loosen his grip on my knee so I could roll my opposite shoulder beneath me. My body kept moving, twisting until I was flat on my back with my knee around the back of Jon’s neck.

           “Are you sure?” I called up as I kicked, my heel clipping him on the chin. “Now move.”

           I pulled my knees toward my chest before slamming them up into his side. He bounced against the ropes and fell through to the apron. The moment he was clear, I pulled my knees in once more and kipped up. I let momentum carry me all the way up and into the ropes. I caught myself against the top rope and struck a pose, waving down at Jon with a wiggle of my fingers.

           My heart beat sideways with joy at being in the ring with Jon again. I hopped up onto the bottom rope, bounced a few times, and then swung down to sit with my legs hanging over the apron. I rested my chin on the middle rope and kicked my feet, hoping to make myself look simultaneously adorable and slightly crazy.

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