I lightly cool my face and stare at my reflection in the mirror. I hope no one heard me vomiting in the bathroom again. I don't know why this child doesn't like a piece of a good turkey among healthy salad. I hope no one was able to read the signs.

I take one last breath before I open the big white wooden door. Good, they all are sitting at the table, enjoying the dessert - a creme brulé. I turn and close the white door silently.

"Are you Okay." I hear him asking me.

I jump up, feeling my heart miss at least three beats. "Fuck!" I breath out in a whisper before I bit him. "Don't you ever share me like this if you want to have a happy ever lasting life with me." I said into his eyes.

He smiles, "I'm sorry. I won't do it again. After all, I want my happy everlasting life with you."

I can't help but return his smile, "I am fine, Richard."

"You just spend the last five minutes in the bathroom, Maine. If you want to go then-"

"No! Don't....Let's stay. I can see how much you are enjoying this evening with your family. Just because my hormones are messing with me, making me vomit, doesn't mean we have to leave your family."

"I may be leaving my family, But I'll still be with my family then." he says smiling to me.

"You knew what I meant." I say, rolling my eyes.

"And you knew what I meant."

"Let's stay at least another two hours. I mean, the kids need to go to bed in an hour anyway......Then it'll be a little quiter and my headache may go away."

"Headache? Maine, I-"

"Little headache. I am fine, Richard. As soon as I am not able to take it anymore, I'll say something to you okay?"

He nods, "Okay."

"Good, then let's go back to your family with your family." I say smiling, lacing my fingers with his before I take a step.

He pulls me back, twisting me so I land right in his embrace. I stare right into his eyes. "Have I told you I love you, today?"

"No, but I know that you do. It's enough for me."

"It's not enough for me. I love you, Maine. More than my life. I love you for finding my father. For...This. For being with me. For caring our little horserace."

I smile, "I love you, too. More than anyone else-well, not more than our little horserace. I guess you have to share the first place on my priority as well. With your son or daughter- who ever it will be." I say before kissing him softly.

"And I tried so hard to not kiss you, to not make you horny again." he says to me as I let go.

I smile seductively at him. "We'll be home in at least two hours anyway. I think I can take two hours of being permanently horny....."

"Oh if it's that way.." he says kissing me again, this time with a lot of passion.

"Don't over do it, Faulkerson." I warn him, letting go of his wonderful lips.

"Never. I wouldn't play games with my family, now would I?" he asks me as we walk back to his family. "Which reminds me, Cody asked for an interview.

"An interview? Oh you give those rarely.." I say grinning. what would I have done without that one interview I had with him? I wouldn't be in this position then. In this joy.

He shruggs, "I would for him. He wants to launch a new online magazine. New York Spectator is the name of it. For the first issue, he wants us on the cover."

"Wait, a second....Us?!"

"Yes."

"Us as in 'Mysterious woman next to super powerful and super rich Mr. Richard Faulkerson is revealed!' or us as in 'Mysterious woman has reached her goal - she's engaged to New York's most wanted bachelor!' or us as in 'Breaking News: Richard Faulkerson and the mysterious woman are expecting their first child'?" I ask him.

He smiles, "All of them sound pretty nice. Maybe you should consider a career as a gossip reporter.

I roll my eyes, "Not funny, Mr. Faulkerson."

He shruggs, "I think we should reveal your identity first. Then the rest. step by step."

"You mean best selling issue after best selling issue."

He grins, "Maybe. Oh and he wants to do a photoshoot as well."

I sigh. "really?!"

"If he's going to reveal my mysterious woman, my mysterious woman should look best on the picture."

"Oh that will be hard next to you." I say grinning, "Where will it be?"

He shruggs, "You choose."

"Oh so you let me choose this time?"

"Yes, future Mrs. Faulkerson, you get to choose."

"Good. Then home. They will get some nice pictures with the amazing view over New York. It's a good location. One of the best."

"Maybe they want to take pictures of the penthouse then as well."

"Oh with the headline: Faulkerson reveals everything-from his woman to his bedroom.!"

He chuckles, "Maybe not with that kind of a headline....

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The cremé brullé seems to be the only meal I can actually keep in my stomach. While all the Faulkerson members drink champagne. I stick to plain water. Suddenly I notice the glances coming from Rachel and Monica-Richard's cousins.

"What?" I ask them both as we're sitting on the comfortable dark red couch. It's huge and has enough space for at least 15 persons. Are they....Do they maybe know about my pregnancy? Their glances make me nervous.

"Nothing." they say at once and look away.

Okay....I take a sip before I feel their glances on me again. "What?!" I nearly snap at them.

"You just....You seem to familiar, that's all." Rachel says to me.

"Have we met?" I ask her confused, trying to remember if I ever saw her. Not likely, since a year ago I was not even thinking about being a part of this society....This wealth. This world. His world. Our world.

"No I don't think so." Monica says, "Still.... I feel like I've seen you before."

"Not likely." I say back.

"Oh, oh I got it!" Rachel says, clapping into her hands. "She's the one from the video!" she nearly yells into the room.

I blush right away and look down. God, even they have seen it. A video, I yet haven't seen. The video which Richard posted on the internet. A fucking video... I glance over to Richard, who is grinning.

"Stop grinning. You will take that video off of the internet."

"But-"

"You will. End of discussion." I hiss at him.

"Fine." he agrees with me.

"Oh can you play the song on the piano for us?' Monica asks me with puppy eyes.

Oh boy, why does she have Richard's eye color when he is nervous? "I.... I'm not..."

"Oh pleaseeeee!" Rachel says smiling.

I sigh, "Fine. But only if he's going to do it with me." I say, pointing at Richard. I really hope he won't agree to that.

Richard's chin falls down. "I can't...I mean I...."

"Sorry, but I don't think it's going to happen." I answer, unable to hide the smile on my lips.

"Oh come on. Richard! It's such a wonderful song! And we can hear it from the source!" Monica says smiling.

"Yeah, come on, Richard...." Rachel says, showing her best puppy eyes.

He sighs, "Fine."

WHAT?! I shoot a killer look over to him.

He shrugs before he rises from the chair. Then he hold out his hand, to help me. "Why did you agree to that?!" I hiss at him in a whisper tone as we walk to the piano.

He shrugs, "Guess I'd like to hear you sing...."

"You know that you will sing this song with me, don't you?"

"A sacrifice I make happily." he says before I get seated on the piano chair.

"I so hate you right know." I say to him before he gets seated next to me. "We'll sing it in two voices. You're the head voice. I'll be the chest voice."

He nods before I start creating a wonderful melodies with my fingers on the piano.

(just play the youtube video.. you're gonna love the song )👆🏻👆🏻👆🏻👆🏻

(singing both)

I can't buy your love, don't even wanna try
Sometimes the truth won't make you happy
So I'm not gonna lie
But don't ever question that my heart beats only for you
It beats only for youI know I'm far from perfect
Nothing like your entourage
I can't grant you any wishes
I won't promise you the stars
But don't ever question that my heart beats only for you
It beats only for you'Cause when you given up
When no matter what you do, it's never good enough
When you never thought that it could ever get this tough
That's when you feel my kind of loveAnd when you're crying out
When you fall and then can't pick
You're heavy on the ground
When the friends you thought you had haven't stuck around
That's when you feel my kind of loveYou won't see me at the parties
I guess I'm just no fun
I won't be turning up the radio
Singing baby you're the one
But don't ever question that my heart beats only for you
It beats only for youI know sometimes I get angry and I'd say what I don't mean
I know I keep my heart protected, far away from my sleeve
But don't ever question that my heart beats only for you
It beats only for you'Cause when you given up
When no matter what you do, it's never good enough
When you never thought that it could ever get this tough
That's when you feel my kind of loveAnd when you're crying out
When you fall and then can't pick
You're heavy on the ground
When the friends you thought you had
Haven't stuck around
That's when you feel my kind of love'Cause when you given up
When no matter what you do, it's never good enough
When you never thought that it could ever get this tough
That's when you feel my kind of love

"That's when you feel my kind of love." I sing it staring to his eyes before a soft smile reaches my lips. "I love you." I mouth to him before he laces his long fingers with mine.

"I love you, too." he says back just as clapping fill the room.

"Amazing!" William says.

"Wonderful."

I didn't know Richard could sing."

"Well I did." I say grinning. "And I tried to use it against him."

"Which it didn't work." he remarks, reflecting my grin.

I roll my eyes, unable to not return his wonderful grin. God, every single day I fall even more in love with him. How is this possible...

Here another update hope you like it😊