Amelie’s POVAs soon as we got back to the bungalow, I stepped through the door and peeled off my sundress. The bikini top was next, and the bikini bottoms followed right after, leaving a trail of clothes on the way to the bathroom.“Are you going to stand there or are you going to join me?” I asked Nathan, biting my lip.“Hot damn,” Nathan muttered, stripping his swim trunks off and dropping his workout bag.In the shower, I soaped up every inch of him, and he returned the favor.“Nate,” I purred, dropping to my knees. “I want you to fuck my mouth.”I licked at the tip of his cock and smiled.“Fuck, Amelie,” he groaned, as I ran my hand up and down his shaft.“You want me to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours?” He smirked.“Yes, please, Nate,” I breathed.Nathan weaved his fingers through my hair and grasped it by the roots. He pushed his cock past my lips deep into my mouth. Then he pushed further. I could feel him in my throat, so I started humming. I had heard humming helped w
Amelie’s POV“Later tonight, I want you to read the letters,” I asked Nathan.“Sure, baby,” he replied. “Did you find out what you wanted to find out?”“It was very eye-opening,” I explained. “I could explain it, but it would be better for you to read them.”“I will, kitten,” Nathan said, grabbing me around the waist. “Do you want to go in the hot tub? Louis, my physiotherapist, said it would be good for my muscles.”“No can do, schmoopie,” I advised. “No hot tub for pregnant women.”“Really?” Nathan questioned. “I should have read that. I'd better stay on top of those baby books.”I giggled, “You’re the best, do you know that?”“No, you’re amazing,” Nathan explained. “You have our children inside you, swimming around. You’re literally a swimming pool in a swimming pool right now.”I rolled my eyes at him. “How long have you been waiting to use that line?” I asked.“About five days,” Nathan chuckled.“Go, soak in the hot tub,” I said, smiling. “I’m going to hop out and go lie down on
Amelie’s POVWhy didn’t my mom mail it? Maybe William and she talked in person?“I’m not sure I want to open it,” I said, looking at Morgan nervously.“It will be good closure, Amelie,” Morgan said, reaching out and rubbing my arm.“You’re right,” I sighed and opened the envelope.William,I know I haven’t written to you in a long time. I’m finding it difficult to put my thoughts and emotions into words. I very much appreciate the ‘strings’ you pulled to get me and Edwin into the fertility clinic in New York City. I know Dr. Brenner is very hard to get in to see and very expensive. I just find it hard to believe there was a ‘mix-up’ that caused me to receive your sperm instead of Edwin’s. I need the truth, William. Was it a setup? Did you think you could trap me by making me bear your child? I love Edwin. I have told you this time and again. I will never leave him. We are soulmates. I will not deny you access to Zander, but only on my terms. You will be known to the children as Uncle
Amelie’s POV“Oh my gosh. I don’t think I could eat another thing,” I said, grabbing my stomach. “I think I ate an inhuman amount of pineapple.”“Your kids will come out in hula skirts,” Morgan joked.“Very funny,” I giggled.“You know me, full-time fashion designer, part-time comedian,” Morgan said boastfully.“Uh-huh,” I said, smiling. “Let’s get back to the notes.”“Okie dokie pokie,” Morgan agreed.Dear Elizabeth,I still feel like I’m floating on a cloud after our lunch yesterday. I feel so comfortable being in your presence. I noticed every smile, every laugh, and every tilt of your head. I have committed them to my memory. I know you only want to be friends. I will not dishonor you by pushing for more, but I feel the need to tell you that I’m falling in love with you. I tell my heart no, but it won’t listen to a single word I say when it comes to you.Yours always.William“Once again, William. Wedding Ring!” Morgan shouted.William,I had a great time at lunch as well. Thank
Amelie’s POVIt’s a good thing that Nathan ordered more food. There wasn’t a scrap of food left after the boys were done with it. They then returned to the ocean and swam away.“Can you imagine if the triplets are all boys?” I exclaimed as I sat down, exhausted.Nathan just laughed.“You’re no help,” I pouted.“I’m sorry, kitten,” Nathan told me. “It would just be a sight to see.”“If they all look like you, it would be,” I giggled. “Ladies of New York, be warned!”“What about the girls?” Nathan mentioned. “I’d have to carry a baseball bat to keep the boys away.”“So, pretty much we are screwed either way?” I snickered.“Yep,” Nathan said, looking at his watch. “Oh, I need to go to the main house for my physiotherapy session. What are you going to do, kitten?”“I think I might take the letters over to Morgan to read,” I advised.“That sounds like a great idea. Morgan and Dutton’s bungalow is right by the main beach, hut number three,” Nathan informed. He bent down to kiss me. “See you
Amelie’s POVI still feel like I need to pinch myself sometimes to believe this is really my life. It’s hard to believe that six months ago, I was taking extra shifts at the coffee shop to pay for my rent. Now, I’m walking towards a luxury over-the-water bungalow with my billionaire husband while I’m over two months pregnant with triplets. I feel like Cinderella sometimes. Pulled up from the ashes and made into a diamond in a fairytale.“What are you thinking about, kitten?” Nathan asked.“Just how you have completely changed my life,” I responded. “For the better, of course.”“You did the exact same thing for me, Amelie,” Nathan stated. “I never knew I wanted any of this: a wife, a family, a life. You gave me everything.”“Ditto,” I said, smiling.Nathan opened the door to the bungalow, and my jaw dropped. The entire floor of the living room was a see-through panel.“I’m afraid to walk on it!” I gasped.“You don’t have to worry, it’s so thick an elephant could walk on it,” Nathan ad