Chapter 50: Chapter Fifty

Olivia

In my meeting with the guy building my house, he had assured me that it would take three months tops to have the house finished. I told him that I wanted to hold the wedding there. He promised to connect me with a florist who apparently knew her work well. I also went to see where the house will be built. A lot of big houses have been built there. I don't know how to feel about living amongst rich people honestly.

I've been talking to Desiree every possible chance I get. She promised to come to the wedding, especially seeing as she is the only bridesmaid. She sent me a picture of her husband, and I got to admit, he is mighty charming. She also said that he is controlling. I laughed and told her that we have bad luck with charming controlling men.

She wasn't sad when I spoke to her, she said her husband was kind, although to her only and that they lived in a big house. I guess her life is similar to mine in a way. She also mentioned that her wedding ring had a tracker, something that I would never allow personally.

Jason accepted my request to stop working immediately. So now I'm in my mom's house sitting in the sitting room brainstorming ideas for the wedding. I told Jason that he could invite his mom over so that she could also have some input. I haven't heard from him back about that though. And like I told my mom that everything will be down to me, that I make the final decision, I'm also going to tell Mrs Osbourne. I'm only going to get married once.

"Why would you want to have an orange theme?" My mom asks me for the upteenth time.

"Because it looks beautiful mom. I'll get the pictures and show you, now please help me choose a wedding dress." I tell her.

We've been brainstorming the whole day, with her bringing me food and snacks. The only thing that I want that is final is the theme colour, although I think the wedding planner can convince me otherwise if she has something amazing. But it will be difficult to move me from my decision. I think it's perfect though, especially because the wedding will be in autumn. I can just imagine the colours coming together.

Now we're sitting with wedding dress books open infront of us. I don't know how big my tummy will be or even how much weight I would have put on, especially because I'm eating too much. I've already started putting on some weight, even mom noticed it. Jason hasn't said anything about it though. But I know he noticed it. Some of my clothes don't fit me anymore, especially my pants that I wear to work and anything that is tight round the waist.

I have noticed though that he likes holding my waist more. His hand is almost always on my waist. It's the part that has grown a bit bigger than the rest of me, although I'm sure that's because my tummy has also grown a bit bigger. But if he likes the way I have put on weight then I'm glad, infact I'm very happy.

And now I know I will have gained a bit when I go home from her, which makes me glad that I don't live with my mom during my pregnancy. I don't think I would be able to stomach the weight I would gain. But the upside of actually living with Jason is that I at least get some exercises done that are not so much of regular exercises. But we do run a marathon around each other.

"I don't think you should actually a dress now, maybe a month before the wedding. You need to be sure of your size and the size of your tummy." She tells me.

"I think you're right. But I have to at least have a style I'm interested in." I reply.

"How about you just have a dress designed instead of buying from the rack?" She asks me, and I have thought about it, but I feel like it will be a waste of money.

"I don't want to. But I think you're right, I will wait a month before the wedding." I tell her.

It's getting dark outside. Landon will be home anytime from now. Jason sent a message saying he'll pick me up around six. At least mom has something on the stove cooking so I know that Jason will have something to eat before we head out. He loves my mom's cooking so I know he will be happy to have some.

Six on the dot the door opens and Landon walks in with Jason, they're laughing and look to have come together. I love how my brothers have embraced him. He also fits right in with the guys as if they grew up together. As soon as his daughter hears his voice, she runs to her daddy and he picks her up. It's really beautiful to watch. I just hope that Jason will have the same relationship with his kids.

Mom goes to dish out for all of us and we sit and start eating but Jason and I don't linger after eating. We say our goodbyes and head out to our own home. On our way, I ask him what his mom said about my inviting her and apparently she said she'd think about it. I wonder how long she's going to keep this ruse going.

After our long shower, and we're in bed, naked as the rule is now fully put into place above our bed and framed, I climb on top on Jason as he lies on his back and sit on his torso. I want to see his reaction when I ask him if I've gotten fat. I wouldn't mind if he told me that, I just want the truth and to know how he feels about my weight gain. His hands go onto my waist immediately and he flexes his fingers.

"Baby," I call him to get his attention from my breasts and he goes "hmm?"

"Do you promise to tell the truth, and nothing but the truth?" I ask him, now I have his attention.

"What's going on?" He asks me.

"Answer me first. Even if you think the truth will hurt me."

"How important is this truth to you?" He asks and I know he would have considered lying if I had asked him my question.

"It's very important. Very very..." I tell him honestly.

"Ok, yes I promise." He answers.

I don't want to let him stew in his answer so I go for the dive. "How do you feel about the way I've put on weight?"

His smile is instant and downright genuine. It's all the answer I need. But I wait for his answer anyway.