I went all of Angelic’s appointments. Including her therapist.

Anita appointed herself designated Aunt.

She was very much into health foods and encouraged Angelic and I to meet with a certified homeopathologist. She had some great recommendations for natural herbs to assist with anxiety.

We took a lot of heat about going this route. Homeopathic medicine was a highly debated topic. We made sure everything was approved by her doctor’s and therapist before changing any of Angelic’s routine.

I was also told by the therapist that the hormones released during sex were good for pregnant women.

I was happy to oblige since I couldn’t keep my hands off her. Especially now. She was round and ripe with my child. She had that pregnancy glow everyone was always talking about.

My brave Angel wanted to have a natural childbirth. I told her there was no shame in wanting an epidural. She claimed she wanted to have something to hold over my head.

Apparently the pain of childbirth was one great guilt trip.

She wanted to use it to win our fights. And fight we did. The color of the nursery. The size of our master bedroom. The cost of our state of the art appliances. I swore she did it simply for the makeup sex.

She was hot, naughty and sexy as fuck.

I sold my penthouse and gave up my membership to The Swan. I wouldn’t be needing either of these anymore.

In the meantime, our little apartment was being renovated to fit our growing family. Since I owned the building, I decided to turn the entire top floor into apartments.

Ours would take up one third at one end and two smaller ones at the other.

The renovations should be completed before the baby arrived.

The master suite had a sitting room which could be used as a nursery until the baby was old enough to move to its own room. The ensuite had been fashioned from the designs Richard gave me.

The kitchen was comparative to an old country kitchen. Lot of space to eat and entertain. I designed all the rooms to accommodate a large family. I finally convinced Angelic that after waiting eleven years to reconnect, we had a lot of catching up to do. I wanted to start on baby number two as soon as the doctor gave us the ok.

I turned the back parking lot into a neighborhood playground. Our kids were going to need some good friends like the ones I had. A nice place to start would be in this playground.

I moved my business into the building downstairs. I loved the commute and so did my driver. He got to spend more quality time with his own family now that I did not need him all hours of the day or night.

I never bothered to ask about his personal life before. I found out he had been married for three years and he and his wife were expecting their first born any day now. I never thought about how my actions affected my staff before.

Being with Angelic has made me a better person. A more aware human being.

Once upgrades were done to the aging building, the store fronts started filling up. I kept one unit to turn it into a daycare. Angelic going back to work had always been part of our plans.

A daycare in the building would make our lives less complicated. This way either one of us could check up on our little girl during our breaks and lunches.

Daddy’s little girl.

I never thought I could love a woman, now I was in love with two.

My beautiful wife and my unborn daughter.

The tattoo on my chest was no longer separated. My Angel finally came along and filled the empty space in my heart. She never asked. I believe she already knew what it meant from the beginning.

I was the richest man in the world. It had nothing to do with my bank account.