Chapter FINALE
I watch as Tate teach Beatriz in perfectly cutting the cookie dough out of the Santa Claus head shape-cutter. She was asking a lot of questions to Tate if they'd make flower cookies tomorrow or a small ocolate cake the next day. Beatriz had a lot of questions in her mind and I wonder where she had inherited that kind of interest in baking since my mum doesn't really bake, but then maybe this trait must be coming from Tate's mom. She had mentioned that her mom loved to cook and bake and that she was a great cook.
As they finished all of it, they began to press down tiny chocolate kisses over the dough and as I watch my five year old little girl having fun making cookies with her mother, I know I've chosen the right woman to spend a lifetime with.
"Dad! Don't just stand there. Share duties with us. C'mon!" Beatriz calls out.
Tate chuckles. "You heard the boss, Harry."
I laugh with Tate and jogged my way closer to my two favorite women as I kiss Tate's cheek then she flashes me her ever beautiful smile.
"Alright. What's daddy gonna do?" I ask Beatriz.
"You put in these little kisses over the dough just like what mommy and I did. See?" She showed off what they finished with a smile.
I smile back at her. "Wow. That's perfectly done. Those are adorable little santa heads. I don't think I can beat that." I playfully pouted.
Beatriz giggles. "Porque mamá y yo somos los mejores." Both of them smiled at each other while Tate winks at her. (Translation: Because mom and I are the best.)
I groan. "That's a very tacky move. I need to practice my spanish more to catch up."
Both of them laughed.
"Don't worry dad. I will teach you Spanish because hablo mejor que tú." She grins at me. (Translation: I speak it better than you.)
I playfully pouted. "English, por favor."
Beatriz laughs. "That's the only Spanish word you know dad. You always say that."
I laughed. "I am excellent in spanish." I boasted.
"¿En serio papá ?" Beatriz asks. (Translation: Oh really dad?)
I nod. "Sí." (Translation: Yes.)
My daughter smirks and I was so sure that she's going test my spanish abilities.
"Beatriz, why won't you tell dad what you're planning this week." Tate catches her attention.
My brows raised. "Oh you have my angel?"
Beatriz nods. "Right. Mum promised me we'll be making more cookies tomorrow and you're still joining too with aunt Gemma, uncle Julio and uncle Luis. And since it's Christmas and there will be guests visiting over the house, we'll be baking lots of chocolate cakes together! So we need to go grocery shopping today. Ooooh! I can't wait to see everyone!" Beatriz happily smiled. She loves Christmas like how I loved the thought of it too.
I kiss Tate's temple. "She's such a talker. She obviously got it from you."
Tate nudges my side with her elbow.
"If her teacher scolds her for talking too much in class, I'll tell them she got it from you." I add.
Tate chuckles. "I really can't believe you. She obviously got it from you. She's your girl version."
I laughed with Tate as I run my hand over her bulging tummy. Yes she's pregnant with our second child which is a boy and she's about to give birth next year in January or on February. I honestly want it to be born at exactly January 1st, they said it brings luck in family.
I opened my eyes and saw Tate looking back at me. She was shocked when I woke up but then she slightly runs her hand over my hair. I look around the room and questioned myself where Beatriz went to but then I softly laughed at myelf anf realized that I was just having a dream.
A very beautiful dream.
"Did I wake you?" Tate catches my attention.
I look back at her and smiled. "I had a beautiful dream Tate."
"Oh my god. I really did wake you up." She gushes and smiles shyly. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have brushed my fingers through your hair. I'm sorry."
I kiss her forehead. "It's okay Tate. But the dream felt so real."
She weakly smiles. "You were even smiling while you were asleep."
"I was?"
She nods. "What did you dream about?"
I smile at her as I held her hand to mine. I pull myself closer to her naked body as I pressed my naked self agaisnt her. I kiss her forehead while she looks up at me with sparkle in her eyes. I know she's eager to listen to my dream and I was as eager as her to tell her about it.
"I dreamt about my future." I answer.
"Your future?"
I nod.
"What does your future hold in your dream that was making you smile so much?" She asks.
I groan and entwined my fingers in between the spaces of her fingers.
"With you in it." I answer.
I push her hair behind her ear. "And I want to have that dream and turn it into a reality Tate. I want to secure that future wih you."
She smiles.
"I wanna have kids with you as many as you want to have." I say to her.
"Even 10 kids? You're willing to give me ten kids?" She asks with a smirk.
I nod right away. "We can even make it twenty."
She softly laughs at mt joke and kisses my lips for a while. Tate rests her cheek against my chest and just wrap my arms around her body while our legs were tiringly crossed over each other. I kiss the top of her as I felt her lacing her arms around me even tighter.
"What did you really dream?" She asks curiously.
"We had our own house. We were married. We had a beautiful daughter named Beatriz and she was really beautiful, Tate. She looked exactly just like you and she had your eyes but she had my curls." I narrate it to her, as if it really did happen to me. I'm even telling her while I'm smiling.
I look down at her and she looks up to me as she asks, "You dreamt that?"
I nod. "Yes."
"You're not making it up?" She asks.
"I'm not making it up. In my dream, it was almost Christmas and I was watching you and Beatriz baking cookies. You were both too beautiful."
Tate smiles at me happily.
"Beatriz was too excited and giddy about baking more cakes dor Christmas with you and me together my sister and your two brother." I add.
She chuckles softly. "I would want that."
"Me too Tate. When I woke up, I immediately searched for Beatriz only then I realized that it was a dream." I say.
Tate kept her smile at me.
"It's as if our little girl felt so real. I loved how she called me dad and I loved how fluent she was of speaking just like you." I smile at her.
She chuckles.
"It was too beautiful to let it be just a dream. You know, even in my own dream I knew I already chose the right women for me Tate. I've already seen that you're the kind of woman who I'd be willing spend a lifetime with." I continued to say.
Tate tears up with a weak smile plastered on her face as I wipe it off from the corners of her eyes.
"When I woke up and saw your face, I knew that I wouldn't want to have it only as a dream. But I really wanna make it into a reality." I continued.
I smile at her. "We're both too young for marriage, I know, and I want you to finish college to secure your own future. I don't want you to blame me and I dont want your family to blame me that you didn't finish. I want you to accomplish what you've always wanted to achieve. I'll just always have your back."
She nods at me as tears creeps out from her eyes again, rolling down her cheeks.
"Maybe then a year after you graduate, we'll get engage then get married in the same year." I say to her as I continue to wipe her tears.
"You don't want a long engagement?" She asks.
"Why should we have to be in a long engagement when I'm already most definitely sure now that I wanna marry you." I answer.
She smiles weakly. "What if you'll change your mind in the long run? What if we'll break up before I graduate? What if you'll eventually get tired of me and my nagging and you'll realize I wasn't the one for you? Things will happen on its own that we can't control in our grasp Harry."
I cup her face. "Nag all you want, I will still love that of you. Scream at my face, push me away or get mad all you want, I will still come running back to you but promise me you won't hide from me. Get extremely jealous because you saw me talking to some woman, I will always say that it's my fault and that I'll always be sorry."
Tate's lips tremble as she wipes her tears again.
"When you're mad at me, I won't stop you from saying bad things. I won't even stop you from cursing at me and I promise that I won't hurt you if I'm mad, but promise me that after that night, we'll be okay again tomorrow. And I promise you that after every fight that we'll be having, I'll always hug you and remind you that I love you because I'm afraid to lose you."
I smile. "Tate, I want you in my life permanently not just for now or for tomorrow or the day after tomorrow or a week or month from now. But I want you in life as long as I'm still living."
Tate whimpers as ehe breathlessly smiles. Her tears were unstoppable now but she just couldn't stop smiling at me and I was beginning to feel like I'm crying too.
"I never wanted love after Anastasia and you know that. But when you came, you made me realize that I was still capable of opening myself to someone, that I was still capable of trusting someone with my heart. And I owe all that to you baby. I love you so much it already drives me insane." I say while she laughs softly.
"I love you too Harry. And I'm way too lucky to be having that huge love coming from you."
I smile as I kiss the back of her hand. "Do you remember that song your dad used to play for you when you were young?"
She nods. "Better Place?"
"Come here." I grab two bathrobes and wore it each on our bodies.
"Come where?" She asks.
I just smile at her and walked our way to the grand piano that was at my music room, just next to my bedroom. Both of us walked to the piano as I placed a chair next to the piano bench where she could sit next to me as I play for her. We began to settle ourselves down.
"What are you going to do?" She asks.
"Your dad gave me the piano sheets for Better Place, I learned to play it for you."
She gapes.
"And I wrote lyrics out of the song dedicated for you and your mom." I continued.
Tate whimpers. "Harry... That's too much."
"I wanna play it for you."
She nods with happy tears in her eyes.
I began to play and sing her the song.
I'll tell the world, I'll sing a song
It's a better place since you came along
Since you came along
Your touch is sunlight through the trees
Your kisses are the ocean breeze
Everything's alright when you're with me
And you're my favorite thing
All the love that you bring
But it feels like I've opened my eyes again
And the colors are golden and bright again
There's a song in my heart, I feel like I belong
It's a better place since you came along
It's a better place since you came along
I see the whole world in your eyes
It's like I've known you all my life
We just feel so right
So I pour my heart into your hands
It's like you really understand
You love the way I am
And you're my favorite thing
All the happiness you bring
But it feels like I've opened my eyes again
And the colors are golden and bright again
And the sun paints the skies
And the wind sings her song
It's a better place since you came along
It's a better place since you came along
Now I'm alright
now I'm alright
Everything's alright
Cause it feels like I've opened my eyes again
And the colors are golden and bright again
There's a song in my heart, I feel like I belong
It's a better place since you came along
It's a better place since you came along
When I finished the song, I see Tate crying and smiling while she was constantly wiping her tears. I quickly pulled her in and hugged her.
"I love you Harry. I love you so much. I don't know what our future holds but I am already willing to fight with you against all odds." She says.
I smile. "I love you too much Tate. No matter how far I am to you or how busy I am because of work, or if perhaps the time difference will come in between us, just know that I'll always be here."
"I'm always here." I pause and kiss her hand.
"You can call me... Always." I added.
FIN.