Mate to a king

Me and James have been away for about 3 days now.

If you are wondering where we are, well James had decided to take me to Barbados.

The sun was always belting down which isn't surprising really.

Despite my large stomach I currently am laying down on the beach in my Bikini.

James is lying asleep next to me.

Looking as handsome as ever.

We are only going away for a week, just incase as I am so close to the end of the pregnancy.

He won't stop arguing with me over the gender.

He really wants a girl so he can spoil her whereas I really want a boy to look just like his daddy.

Whatever we have, it won't make much difference.

I kinda am hoping I have twins. A girl and a boy, but the chance of that is low right now.

in the distance, crashing against the shore, soothes the ringing I'm my ears. The ringing which I

if there was a fly

and creating

reframing from doing so just to help the ringing. It started early morning and hasn't gone away. I just hope it isn't

.......

3 years later.

Bloom

years. Three years since I had my fist

named Damien, whilst the second, a girl, we

past over the last few year

James won't let

have also made a new friend. She is

*Flashback*

you to stay here and look after these two munchkins whilst I go and check out this rogue sighting." James whispered, walking in to the room, careful not to wake up

your mum to, I want to come with you." I groaned, for some reason I am

let him out of my sight

you stay with me at all times okay." I

in the middle of the night with who knows what lurking out

when I heard it. The whimpering. A quiet howl before once again, silence.

had come from, I noticed that James