I hugged him. "What did I do to deserve you?" He pulled me towards the walk-in closet with his and hers sections and a humongous ensuite bathroom.
The bathroom was a marvel in itself, with a deep soaking tub positioned under a skylight that promised starlit baths, and a rain shower with sleek, modern fixtures. Marble countertops gleamed under the ambient lighting, and fluffy towels were neatly stacked on heated racks. Every element spoke of luxury and comfort.
After changing into matching panamas, another surprise awaited. He led me upstairs, opened the door, and revealed a beautiful nursery prepared for our unborn twins.
The room was bathed in soft, warm light, with pastel-coloured walls adorned with whimsical animal murals. Tiny cribs stood side by side, draped with delicate, handmade quilts. A plush rocking chair sat invitingly in the corner, ready for countless nights of soothing lullabies and gentle rocking. Shelves lined with books and toys promised endless hours of joy and discovery.
Emotion welled up inside me as I took in the thoughtful details—personalized name plaques above each crib, a mobile of stars and moons hanging between them, and a closet stocked with the tiniest, most adorable clothes. It was a dream come true, a sanctuary of love and anticipation.
He wrapped his arms around me, and we stood there together, while softly rubbing my flat belly imagining the future and the precious moments we would share in this loving space. Tears of happiness filled my eyes as I whispered, "It's perfect."
"It's like a dream," I murmured.
He chuckled softly, his eyes never leaving my face. "Only the best for you."
Sitting on the plush sofa, we cuddled under a soft blanket, the gentle crackling of the fireplace providing a soothing background. He held me close, his heartbeat a steady rhythm against my ear.
"I can't wait to make new memories here," I whispered, my fingers tracing patterns on his chest.
"Me too," he replied, his voice filled with promise. "This is just the beginning."
We snuggled all night, feeling as peaceful as a sleeping baby. The warmth of our embrace shielded us from the chilly night air, and the rhythmic sound of our breathing created a tranquil harmony. Outside, the moon cast a silvery glow, illuminating the room with a soft, ethereal light.
The world seemed to melt away, leaving only the gentle rise and fall of our chests as we held each other close. As dawn approached, the first light of morning began to filter through the curtains, painting the room in hues of gold and amber. It was a new day, but for now, we remained in our cocoon of comfort and love, savoring each precious moment before the world beckoned us to wake.