Antonio tackled Ethan to the ground, pinning him down. Ethan laughed while trying to push Antonio off him. "You should've seen your face."

"I can't believe you did that; I was ready to tell them to keep you in there." Antonio got off him and stood while holding his hand out and helping help him up. Giving him a shove after Ethan stood. "Don't ever do that to me again, my fricken heart felt like it dropped to the ground after that phone call."

"Sorry, I had to do it," he laughed.

"I'm going back to bed..."

"Goodnight," Ethan laughed.

The next few days were busy for the two as they spoke with the hotel employees. Explaining what they expected out of them and mentioning how they would be doing random unexpected visits, to see how things were going.

Ethan found and hired a woman to take over John's position, someone whose been in the business for a long time, one who had excellent references. The few jobs she had, each place enjoyed her, and her work ethics, with all past employers saying they would hire her back in a second. She was good with money, and good with making money for the companies.

Sunday finally came, both were tired and ready to go home. After making sure everything was running smoothly, they packed and headed to the airport, flying home much later than they wanted to be.

Antonio couldn't wait to see Harlow, and had a feeling she would be in bed by the time he got home. Instead of calling or messaging her, he wanted to surprise her. After walking into the house and seeing all the lights off, he knew she was in bed and quietly walked up the stairs. Walking into the bedroom, his heart melted the instant he saw her, lying in bed, peacefully asleep. He started walking towards her while removing his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed next to her, caressing the side of her face.

She rolled onto her back and smiled. "You're home..." she said quietly, with her eyes closed.

He leaned down, kissing her lips. "I'm home beautiful."

She opened her eyes and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing him. "I missed you."

He gave her another kiss then stood to remove the rest of his clothes. "Missed you too, Hun."

He climbed into bed, making sure to kiss every inch of her body, then made love to her for hours. "I missed this," he moaned with his lips still locked to hers, kissing her as if it was their last kiss.

"If you have to do this again, I'll try coming along next time. It felt like you were gone forever," she said, snuggling tighter against him.

"It would've been nice if you came along this time."

He kissed her forehead and closed his eyes, ready for the night to be over and happy to be home to have her in his arms again.

******

A month had gone by, Harlow was at work and had just brought her patient into the lunchroom to eat, when she suddenly felt ill and felt as if she were about to faint. She quickly grabbed the patient's food, set it down in front of him, then walked over to the program director to let him know she wasn't feeling well and needed to either go home, or sit in the break room for a bit. She felt her face starting to heat, then started feeling light headed and began to sweat. While talking to the program director and without warming, she let her insides out into the garbage next to them, nearly missing the director's feet.

"I'm sorry, that came out of nowhere," she said, barely getting the words out, feeling like she was about to do it again and hung her head over the garbage can, emptying out her insides once again.

He grabbed a glass of water and brought it over to her. "Here, why don't you sit and drink this water."

Harlow took the glass from his hand and sat down, cooling her body off as she drank the entire glass of water.

"I think maybe you should go home. Would you like for us to call your husband and have him pick you up?"

"No, thank you. I think I should be okay."

"Are you sure? You're looking pale," he said, looking concerned.

She shook her head, and stood. "I'll try eating something first. I'm feeling a bit hungry."

He placed his hand on her shoulder, still with a concerned look. "Please sit down, I'll go grab you some soup and crackers."

While she sat waiting for him to get her something to eat, she started feeling queasy again, then it hit her. Could I be pregnant?

Harlow finished her shift and on her way home, she stopped at the local drugstore, buying herself a stock of pregnancy tests, then hurried home. After taking the test, she sat on the bed and held onto the test. Excitedly waiting for the results to show.

She smiled and felt her heart beat faster when she saw two lines come through. I'm pregnant... she stood and started jumping up and down like a five year old girl who had just got what she wanted and stopped to look at the test again. She grabbed her phone and was about to call her mom, until she thought of Antonio and felt he should be the first one to know, and set her phone back down.

She wanted to give him the news in a special way and began making his favorite meal, lasagna. She was happy and couldn't stop grinning while preparing the meal. While the lasagna was in the oven, she took a shower, then put on a nice dress. She headed back downstairs, turned on some music, then lit some candles and set them at the center of the table.

While she waited for Antonio to come home, she kept practicing different ways on how to tell him they were pregnant. The moment she heard Antonio walking through the front door, she ran over to him and jumped into his arms, giving him a big kiss.

She parted from his lips and looked at him, smiling ear to ear. "Wow, what did I do to deserve that, because whatever I did, I'll do it again," he questioned, loving how he was greeted. She pressed her lips to his and hugged him as he let her down. "You can greet me like this every time I come home, I wouldn't complain." He started getting a whiff of one of his favorite aromas and lifted his chin higher to smell. "Lasagna?" he asked grinning, then look at her and tilted his head to the side. "What's going on?"

She smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "Nothing."

"Nothing? Hmmm... something is up, you're dressed all sexy, you have lasagna going, music playing and I see candles lit on the table. You're up to something."

She entwined her hand into his and walked him over to the table. "I just felt like having a romantic dinner, but at home."

"I could have taken you out to that one place you like."

"No, I wanted it to be just us and to make the meal for just us. It's more romantic that way."

He sat at the table, watching her pull the lasagna out of the oven, studying all her actions. He saw the good mood she was in and noticed her smile never went away since the moment he walked through the door. He knew something important was going on. She set the lasagna on the table, then placed a couple pieces garlic bread onto his plate. He saw she only had glasses filled with ice water, and stood to grab a couple of wine glasses and a bottle of wine. He poured two glasses and handed one.

"None for me, thanks. I just feel like drinking water tonight, but thank you anyway," she said, pushing the glass away from her.

"Okay, I guess I'll drink yours then," he smiled as he brought the glass up to his lips, his eyes not leaving hers as he took a sip.

Antonio kept looking at her as he ate, trying to figure out what she was up to. She noticed him looking at her and smiled. "How is it?"

"It's really good, but I'm still curious as to what this is all about, you're acting quite different and can't help but notice how you're glowing."

She shrugged her shoulders, trying to blow it off. "I'm just in a good mood today and felt like having a nice dinner with my sexy husband, who gives me butterflies every time I see him and wanted to surprise you is all." She looked at her plate and twisted her lips. "Crap... can you grab me a piece of garlic bread?"

"Sure," he said as he wiped his lips with a napkin. He walked into the kitchen, looked for the garlic bread and didn't any. "Where is it?"

"Check the oven."

He opened the oven and chuckled. "All I see here is a bun in the oven." He grabbed the bun and brought it over to her, handing it to her. "I didn't see any more garlic bread, will this work?" She smirked while taking the bun from his hand and wanted to laugh at how it went over his head.

"Thanks."

He sat back down and chuckled. "Why on earth would you put a bun in the oven?"

She giggled and took a bite out of the bun. "It's all we had left, I figured to give you the garlic bread."

He gave her another funny look and shook his head. He thought she was acting strange, but continued eating. After finishing his meal, he sat and watched her finish hers, still not buying her excuse, especially at how every now and then, she giggled as she ate. A song she liked came on the radio and smiled. "Dance with me," she said standing and reached for his hand.

While dancing, she continued trying to figure out a way of telling him, since he still couldn't put two and two together. She pulled him in for a kiss and smiled while kissing him.

He pulled back and looked her in her eyes, thinking. The more he thought about how she was acting, how she didn't want any wine and drank only water, then for her to have a bun in the oven, and now dancing to the song With Arms Wide Open, it started to hit him. The glow in her was so different, one he hadn't noticed and smiled. "You're pregnant, aren't you?" he asked quietly.

"Took you long enough," she giggled.

For the first time in his life, he was speechless and weightless, overcome with love and excitement, and quickly pulled her in for a kiss, overjoyed with happiness. "I knew something was up," he whispered. He picked her up and spun her around. "How long have you known?" he asked as he set her feet back down onto the ground.

"Since today, after I got home from work." She explained what happened at work and how she bought a bunch of tests, taking one the moment she got home.

He picked her back up and carried her over to the couch, laying her down as he laid atop of her. "Mi hai appena reso l'uomo più felice del Montana, e non vedo l'ora che la nostra piccola creazione entri in questo mondo."

She smiled. She liked hearing him speak to her in his language, only wishing she knew what he was saying. "What did you just-" His lips crashed to hers, cutting her off from speaking, kissing her passionately. The temperatures inside them were beginning to rise, with both feeling the other's heart beating against each other's. His hands trailed her body and grabbed the bottom hem of her dress, sliding it up while his lips parted from hers, moving them down to her body and softly kissing her stomach all over.

"Not on the couch, Antonio," she panted. She didn't want the smell of sex to linger on the couch, or to have any left-over noticeable signs, where other people would notice, someone like Ethan who was able to pick up on things like that.

"Fine," he smiled and slid her down onto the ground. "We can have our fun time here. Once our son or daughter is born into this world, there'll be no more kinky time in other rooms."

He slid down her panties and lifted her dress up over his head and darting his tongue into her sensitive area, pleasuring her until she released, then thrusted his tongue deeply inside her, tickling and tasting her insides while she orgasmed. He moved up to her face, smiling while humming.

"Antonio..." she whispered and smiled. She started feeling nauseous and pushed him up. "I think I could use some water." His eyes widened and quickly got up to get her water, bringing it to her. "Thanks."

She drank the water and when the nauseous feeling subsided, she shoved him to the ground. He had her revved up and was wanting more. She helped undress him, then climbed on top of him and wrapped her hand around him, massaging it before placing him at her opening.

She rested her hands on his chest and started riding him, up and down, side to side, moving her hips in circles and hitting all the right spots. Causing them both to moan and groan. He gently rolled her to her back and took control, hitting her g-spot with each thrust that had her squirming beneath him. He reached for her hands and leaned forward, bringing them up above her head while hungrily kissing her.

Her body began shaking and her moaning became deeper. He knew she was getting closer to that orgasm he wanted her to have, then felt her insides tightening around him. She was near and once he saw her eyes roll back, his thrusts became faster, grunting while thrusting until they both released.

He rested his forehead against hers and softly pecked his lips against her lips, as her fingertips softly caressed his back, giving him goosebumps.

"So relaxing," he said quietly. He was so relaxed and didn't feel like moving, but didn't want to be lying on her stomach too long and rolled onto his back. "I cannot believe we're finally going to be parents." The excitement in his voice was clear, but paused before speaking as he thought about the situation. "I do have one small confession to make," he said, rolling his head to the side.

"Confession?" she asked rolling to her side and propping her head up and wrapping an arm around his waist.

"Yeah. I've literally been praying every night since you told me you quit taking the pill, praying for you to become pregnant. You know the saying, first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in the baby carriage?"

She giggled. "Yes, I know that old line."

"I prayed for you to instantly become pregnant, my prayers were answered," he said, full of smiles, full of gleams and feeling his heart growing bigger. Finally getting what he's ever wanted, a family. "So, what's next? I would really like to go to all your appointments. It would mean a lot to me. Especially hearing that first heartbeat. I also don't want to miss any part of he or she growing when, or if you have any ultrasounds. I want to be able to see the little creation we created together."

"Awe," she said in awe. "I planned on calling the doctor first thing in the morning, to see when I can get in. I'll let you know from there."

"Perfect," he said touching the tip of her nose. He pressed his lips against hers and smiled. "Momma."

"Daddy."

(Mi hai appena reso l'uomo più felice del Montana, e non vedo l'ora che la nostra piccola creazione entri in questo mondo= You've just made me the happiest man in Montana, and I cannot wait for our little creation to come into this world.)

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