My Mate's Baby

Chapter 5

I sit there in Mason's arm feeling nothing but bliss. His hug makes me finally let out a breath I hadn't realise I was holding.

This is it. I've finally told him and he didn't run away or shout.

This is what I had only dreamed would happen. In reality I thought he would freak out or shout and scream.

His arms are tightly wrapped around me and I hug him back. Feeling excited at least about this pregnancy. We can do this together.

Slowly, I peel away from Mason's tight grip to look up at him. The smile on his face was so bright it almost blinded me.

He leans down and kisses me softly. His lips warm against my own but the kiss lasts seconds before he leans down and places a kiss just above my belly button.

I let out a laugh as I watch him.

"Hey there baby." He whispers, his lips practically on my stomach. "I'm your daddy."

"You're okay with this?" I blurt out, feeling the slight nerves creep back in. Is he annoyed at me at all?

He lifts his head back up and grabs my cheeks gently. He kisses me swiftly before answering.

"I'm beyond okay. I am ecstatic, Alyssa. Not only have I got you but I have a child, our child. There is nothing more I could wish for right now."

I lean in and kiss him. The kiss felt like a promise. A promise to be there. A promise to do this together. A promise to start a fresh.

"Oi lovebirds!"

I pull away slightly, letting out a laugh when Mason growls lowly. I turn towards Darcy who is waving at us to join her before shouting for us once again.

"Your sister is calling us."

"She always knows how to ruin a moment." He sighs angrily. I felt the same, I ached go kiss him again but in the corner of my eye I can see his sister watching us.

"It's her wedding day, she is in charge." I laugh pushing away so I can finally breathe my own air.

He glares back at his sister, but nether the less gets up and dusts himself off. Before I get up he puts a hand out for me. I take it with a smile.

Time for more dancing.

I let out a groan as Mason practically drags me over to Darcy.

**

"Are you guys really leaving so soon?"Darcy questions holding onto my hand as Mason and I stand in the doorway of the tent.

I squeeze her hand gently and nod.

I don't want to leave Mason has made up his mind. No point in arguing.

I know that I'll most likely be sick soon anyway. My morning sickness tends to be keeping to a weirdly timed schedule. I'm usually sick once in the evening, once in early hours of the morning and then most likely, maybe, a few times in the morning.

"Yes, I'm afraid so. Alyssa has had quite a day and needs rest." Mason replies, swiftly removing my hand from his sisters and gripping it in his instead.