Max’s hand that was already cupped behind mine gently pushed forward. The key flew just high enough to plop into the river. I jerked with a scream. Max had slapped my ass. “Come on, Mrs. Knight. Let’s go have some fun.”

Our honeymoon was an amazing experience to remember. Max and I took a lot of pictures to show our family and friends. Though we were gone for two weeks, it seemed like a dream. It went by too fast.

Just like Max said, all of our belongings were set when we got home. Max also paid for them to put everything in it’s place so I didn’t even have to hang anything in my walk-in-closet that looked more like a room. Even the furniture we had agreed to purchase was placed in the correct position: the crib, dresser, the rocking chair, and little baby fixtures.

“The painters are coming by tomorrow. You can ask them to design the nursery however you’d like.” Max slipped his arms around my waist from behind and kissed my cheek. “My parents, Matthew, and Becky are on their way.”

“I can’t wait to see them. I also have a doctor’s appointment next week.”

Max’s hand fell down to my stomach. “You mean we have a doctor’s appointment.” Suddenly, Max jerked away. “Did you feel that?” he asked excitedly, his eyes wide. “I felt our baby move.”

“I did,” I said with exhilaration.

“That was incredible.” Max got down on his knees and placed his hands on my belly. “Come on, baby, move for Daddy.” He leaned in closer and his expression told me he was consumed with joy. Max kissed my stomach, stood up, and gave me a kiss. “Was this the first time?”

“Yes it was. Our baby knows we are home.”

“Our baby is smart.”

The sound of the doorbell broke our conversation. “Let’s go down together.” We started down the stairs. “Should we tell them the sex of our baby?”

“Nah,” I laughed. “Not just yet.”

Max swung the door open. “Jenna!” Becky practically jumped on me. She was really starting to show. Then it was Matthew’s turn. He looked down to my stomach. “You sure ate a lot in Paris.”

We laughed out loud from his teasing comment. “You know how Max is. He loves to feed me. Let’s go to the family room.”

“Matthew already gave me the tour of your house when the movers moved you in. I made sure they placed everything where I thought you would like it,” Becky explained as we sat on the leather sofa. “You have a beautiful home.”

“Thanks, Becky. You shouldn’t have. It’s no wonder everything looked right in place. So, how are you feeling?”

“So far so good. I have a doctor’s appointment every other week. Enough about me. Tell me all about your trip.”

Max and I shared as much as we could. We even told them about the lock, but we didn’t mention that ours was bigger.

“Mom and Dad are coming, right?” Matthew asked.

“They’re on their way,” Max replied, placing his hand on my stomach again.

“They live down the street. You’d think they would get here first,” Matthew chuckled. “What are you doing?”

“We felt our baby kick for the first time today.”

“We did, too.” Matthew grinned, gazing at Becky. “Do you know if you’re having a boy or a girl? We’ll tell you, if you tell us.”

We all laughed and stood up when there was a knock on the door. “Here they are,” Max said. We followed behind.

Becky stopped me. “I don’t know if Max told you, but we’re moving down the street. A house went up for sale. We loved it so much that we put in our offer and they accepted it.”

“Becky. That’s wonderful.” I embraced her tightly. “We can help each other.”

“That was our thoughts exactly. And before I forget, Nicole and Kate want to throw a dual baby shower for us. Is that okay?”

“It’s perfect.”

The door opened, but before Robert and Ellen could see us, I asked Becky a quick question. “How did your parents take it? And what did your sister think of Matthew?”

“My parents adored him, and Rachel, too. They loved Matthew. And Ellen and Robert were beyond excited,” Becky said quickly, smiling. Ellen and Robert had spotted us. I would ask her more questions later.

“Welcome,” I greeted, giving them hugs. “Max had dinner catered. Let’s head toward the family room.”

“Babe, it’s for you.” Max handed me the phone. “It’s your mom.”

I excused myself to our bedroom. “Mom?”

“Jenna. How are you?” Mom’s tone immediately gave me comfort.

“Is everything okay?” I had called my parents the day we got back from Paris, so to get a call from her this soon worried me.

“Everything is fine. Dad and I wanted to say thank you. We received the big statue of the Eiffel tower and the various chocolates you mailed. It was a nice surprise.”

“Max and I wanted to thank you and Dad for coming.”

“You don’t have to thank us.”

“I know, Mom, but we wanted to. I’ll see you in couple of months, right?”

“Yes. Dad will finally retire. We also agreed to take Max’s old place, but only if he let us pay the rent. We can’t stay there for free.”

“I think he paid it off.”

“Regardless, we’re not staying there for free. That is our deal.”