Chapter 148: I Want To Be The Mother Of Our Children

Donald

We were silent until Justin left the room completely and she was putting clothes on during the time which I am glad for. Her body was irresistible, I don't know how their conversation started but I was fúcking glad. I had planned on talking to her because I was kind of tired of using our bodies over our words.

Not like I had initiated conversation so I was to blame for the terrible communication. Her cheeks were tear stained and I studied her face. Coming home to find Carol around the woman that I loved was horrifying. She had a way with words and she knew how to tear someone with mere words and I know what she said hurt my girl. I went to her and took her hand, leading her to the couch by the window. I turned them to face each other before making her sit down and I sat across from her.

“Let me apologize to you first, Carol should have never been here or known where I lived. I called my mother who has always seen the best in people. She believed Carol when she told her that she wanted to make things right with me. So she gave her our address, I am so sorry that happened. I will make sure security knows to never let her come near you again.” I said and she reached out and grabbed my hands.

“Donald,” she stopped me, I couldn't read her expression but she seemed pained.

“Donald, I was a bit frazzled but you have never made me feel like any of the things she had said and you had reassured me multiple times. So you don't have to apologize, I know your mother is a wonderful woman and would never do anything to hurt us.” She came out of her seat and knelt on her knees in front of me. Tears welled up in her eyes and a wave of emotion washed over me.

“I love you, Donald,” she blurted out, her voice cracking.

“I didn't even know if I understood what love was until I met the two of you. I feel awful that all this terrible stuff happened and I put you both in danger. It was eating me up inside, you both have so much to live for, so many people counting on you that…” her voice broke, unable to continue and I could see the weight of her guilt overwhelming her.

I kneel down in front of her, my heart pounding in my chest and interrupted her before she could finish.

“Don't, Amelia.” I choked out, my voice thick with emotions.

“Bad things happen but I would rather have faced them with you than you deal with them alone. If we hadn't been there…” I trail off, unable to finish the sentence and the thought of her being hurt or worse was something that still kept me up at night.

“Please, whatever guilt you are carrying, drop it.” I pleaded, wiping the stray tears off her cheeks.

“I would risk my life for you a hundred times over and I will always do my best to protect you. I would give up my life for yours because that is how much I love you.” She was openly sobbing now and I pulled her into my arms, my heart breaking knowing she had been carrying so much guilt.

I waited patiently as she released all her pain through tears, knowing I couldn't let any confusion or miscommunication go like this again. She must have been miserable these past few weeks, I know I had been. I lost track of time as she cried in my arms and when I finally looked up, it was dark outside and the only light came from the hallway. Her sobs had turned into sniffles and I gently shifted so I could see her face.

“Are you going to be okay, my sweet girl?” I asked softly and she managed a smile, perhaps the first genuine one I had seen in a week.

“Yes,” she croaked, her voice raspy from crying.

I smiled and leaned down to kiss her, she moaned into my mouth wrapping her arms and legs around me. I stood up and sat back in the chair, her body pressed into mine. Her kisses got me so fucking hard and I know she felt it too. She broke the kiss and looked at me.

“You know that question you asked me a few weeks ago when we were looking at the fifth floor in your company?” She asked, rolling her hips against my dick and making a surge of pleasure run through me.

“Yes, baby.” I responded.

I thought about that question everyday, I needed to know if she would want to be a mother to my daughter but I also knew that was a lot to ask. She pushed off my lap and stood up, dread began to fill me at the distance she put between us and I saw her eyes flicker down to the tent in my sweatpants and the desire that filled her eyes.

“Sorry, I wouldn't be able to say what I needed to if I was distracted by…” her voice faded back as she gestured to my erection. I smirked, relieved that was what she had backed away from.

“My díck.” I finished the sentence for her and she bit her bottom lip at my words.

Her nipples had grown hard through her tank top and my mouth watered. I looked up at her face so that I didn't get distracted and she began to wring hands and pace in front of me.

“So at the hospital, when I met Emily, I fell in love with her. The thought of her being a part of my life brought me so much joy but then I saw how she interacted with Justin and how the three of you interacted together and I guess I just thought maybe I wouldn't fit in.” She said the last words as a whisper. My brow furrowed and I stood to my feet.

“Wouldn't it fit?” I asked, confused by her words.

“Sometimes I feel like a third wheel and I didn't think I could be in a committed relationship if I didn't feel like I had a role in it.” She said and fresh tears came to her eyes. I closed the distance and cupped her face in my hands.

“Oh, baby girl.” I murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“You fit so perfectly into my life that if you ever left, I would fall apart. When you ran away, I couldn't function and if it wasn't for Justin, I wouldn't have made it at all. We were all new to navigating this relationship with three people and if we don't communicate, how would I know how you feel about certain things? I am sorry if I have ever made you feel like you aren't as important to me as Justin.” I wiped her tears away with my thumb and she nodded, understanding in her eyes.

“I want to be the mother Emily deserves.” She was soft, her voice filled with emotions.

“I want to be the mother of all the children we would have as a family, it is all I could really think about when it comes to the future. I don't have a mother growing up and I know how hard that is. I would never want Emily to experience the rest of her life without one.”

I smiled, touched by her words. She would be a wonderful mother because even with all the confusion the last few weeks she had already been the person Emily needed.

“I just want you to know that Emily has already considered you her mother. She refers to you as Mama even though I told her we needed to make sure it was okay with you first.” I mumbled.

The looks of joy that filled her face made my heart so happy. Carol never once exhibited this type of happiness when it comes to Emily and that always hurt so much.

“I told her that I haven't talked to you about it yet and she told me what is there to talk about? Anyone who treats me as well as Amelia does and loves me more than words can express is fit to be my mother. She knows how much you love her, she is just waiting for you to tell her.”

She wrapped her arms around me abs jumped in excitement. She pulled back and kissed me hard and then a few soft kisses that made me melt.

“Oh my goodness,” she squealed.

“I have to call her now.” She pulled away from me and went looking for her phone and I smiled.

“Baby girl?” I called after her, she stopped and looked at me.

“Emily is at dinner now, we can call her before bed.” Her shoulders sagged slightly but she nodded reluctantly. I went to her and pulled her in my arms.

“I don't want her to go another second without knowing how much I care about her.” She said, her voice muffled against my chest.

Her words struck a chord deep within me and I couldn't hold back my tears. I held her tighter, feeling a surge of emotion. My daughter would finally have the love she deserved and I felt for the first time in years like I had actually done something right.