Right Time

Chapter 18

Miah’s POV

Today was the day! Wyatt and I were on our way to New York for the Global Stage. My secretary booked Wyatt and I a room and I was beyond nervous. At seven and a half months pregnant, my doctor still gave the approval for me to fly.

Here I was checking into our room. Wyatt seemed relaxed and not at all phased by the fact this was the first time we were spending the night together. We had been dating for just over 5 months and he had been nothing but understanding and kind.

But what if in my sleep I call him Chris? Or even worse, what if I have one of the many wet dreams I have been having about him and moan Wyatt in my sleep?

The elevator ride was silent, as was the walk to our room. Once we were in our room, I found myself pulled into the firm embrace of Wyatt’s arms.

“What’s bothering you?” He asked, placing a kiss on the side of my neck.

“I just…. I’m nervous.” I said, not looking at him.

He gently tilted my head to look at him. “You don’t have to be nervous. You know I will never pressure you to do anything.”

“I know.” A smile broke across my face.

“How about we grab some dinner?”

I eagerly agreed and we made our way to get some food. After dinner, Wyatt and I decided to explore a bit of the city.

The city was busy and I couldn’t help but get lost in the traffic of people. But it didn’t take long for me to get tired and Wyatt whisked me back to our room.

After a long shower, I slipped on my pj’s and exited the bathroom to find Wyatt sitting on the bed in a t-shirt and joggers.

He put out his hand that I took and he pulled me to him. “You are always beautiful.” He said as his lips brushed mine.

“I am not.” My cheeks bright red.

“Yes you are and I’m….. I’m in love with you.”

My heart jumped into my throat. Wyatt loved me? Licking my lips, I struggled to find my voice. I really, really liked Wyatt, but I wasn’t sure if I was in love with him.

My healing was not complete from Chris and I was still in love with him despite everything he did to me.

“I….I…”

“Hey, you don’t have to say anything. I just needed to tell you. You fill my thoughts constantly and the more time I spend with you the more I realize I am in love with you.”

At that moment, I stopped thinking and let my body take control. Pressing my lips to him, he kissed me back with the same hunger. I won't lie. He fills my thoughts all the time and I can't imagine my life without him.

In a flash, I was on my back as he continued to kiss me and slowly moved to my jaw. Taking his time before getting to my neck.

As if planned, the moment his hands reached to remove my shirt his phone began to ring. We both knew it was Noah and he was being put to bed.

After a short call with Noah, I found myself wrapped in Wyatt’s arms. It felt so right as if I had been made for him. Within minutes I was asleep.

The following day went by quickly and before I knew it I was getting ready for the banquet. I finished pulling my hair into a low side bun. My makeup was simple but I found myself looking at my figure in the mirror. I had chosen a simple fold over ruched black dress. It fit my curves and bump perfectly and had a straight fit to just below my knees.

I paired it with a simple pair of low gold heals but I couldn’t help but feel…..fat. I know being pregnant is not the same as being fat, but I just didn’t feel pretty.

I stepped out of the bathroom to find Wyatt looking like he had stepped out of a GQ magazine. His Armani suit fit him perfectly.

“Miah…You look amazing.” He said, closing the space between us and capturing my lips with his.

“You look pretty good too.”

He laughed, taking my arm and leading me out of the room and toward the banquet.

Chris’s POV

My eyes scanned the room as people filtered into the hall. I wasn’t sure how I was going to approach Miah but I would find away. I could hear Claudia nagging in my ear but I ignored her.

She had been pissed that I booked my own flight and my own hotel room. I also chose to meet her at this banquet instead of coming with her.

It felt like an eternity as I sat with Claudia and her parents. It was a relief when an older couple sat at our table.

Then Miah walked into the room and my world stood still. She was looking up at another man, smiling but still looking stunning. My heart stopped, she was pregnant. My wife was in another man’s arms and pregnant.

Rage was all I could feel. It took every ounce of my energy not to jump from this table and punch this man directly in the face. As they walked closer, I could feel myself getting even more worked up. Before I registered what was happening, they were taking a seat at our table.

She didn’t even look at me, but I was looking at her and her date. It didn’t take long for me to realize it was Wyatt Harlow. What game was he playing? He was known for years as one of the biggest players around.

The first two hours, we listened to speaker after speaker. I watched Miah as she seemed engaged in the speakers. Finally, they stopped and began serving dinner.

I was trying to focus on the conversation happening around me but I was struggling until the older woman at the table focused the conversation on Miah.

“So dear, how far along are you?”

I watched as Miah took a sip of water before smiling at the lady. “Almost 29 weeks.”

29 weeks….29 weeks. She was almost 7 and a half months pregnant. She was pregnant before our divorce. My mouth went dry. The baby was mine. My wife was pregnant with my baby.

I couldn’t keep the smile off my face.

“How wonderful. Babies are a blessing. Do you know if you are having a boy or a girl?”