Promise
By TooMuchAtOnce

Chapter thirteen: Now that we're done…

The room was a light pink and Juliet loved it; it had a certain feel to it. She smiled and looked down, patting her stomach, and pulled out the crib from the box with the help of one of the newest helpers: Travis. He had a southern drawl to his voice, sandy blonde hair, and dark blue eyes that had a twinkle to them.

"So Miss Juliet; when're ya' do?" Juliet's head tilted up from the instructions and smiled sweetly at the slightly older man.

"It'd either be late August or mid-September." Travis's face screwed up into a giant smile, "I wish my wife was pregnant; especially if she was as beautiful as you missus." Juliet's face flushed from the compliment.

"Why thank you Travis. Now do you happen to know how to read German?" He laughed quietly.

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The crib was set up as Travis was upon a stepping stool hanging the canopy over the bed as Juliet was setting up the changing table. All that was needed to do was: screwing in the shelves, putting the pad on, and organizing what you wanted on there. It was a simple task to do. That is, if you knew what you were doing.

It didn't help that all the instructions were in German either.

"Travis?" He looked over his shoulder, "yes?" Juliet looked at the picture and then back at the changing table.

"I think I did this wrong."

"Yes you did missus; the shelf is on backwards." Juliet scratched the back of her head, "my mistake." Travis chuckled silently and as time went on the changing table was complete and the canopy was hanging above the oval crib. The only thing missing from the two things were the bed sheets and the necessities for changing a baby.

"I'll fetch the bedding Travis; could you start on the bookcase/shelf?" Travis's head nodded as he opened the large paneled window and as the curtains blew in and out from the gusty wind, Juliet's hair waved slightly and she smiled.

"I'll be back then."

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The bed was finished with the final touch of a touched up teddy bear; a little bow was topped on the bear's head.

"I'm home." A husky voice called from the door; Travis left for the day and, surprised, Juliet slightly jumped. Turning, she saw Derby, smirking and leaning against the doorframe.

"Did I surprise you?" Derby walked over and brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face and his smirk widened as Juliet slightly pouted.

"Yes; no one is really here except the night servant and maid. The cook is still here too, but none are men except the cook…" Derby covered her mouth with his finger and rolled his eyes.

"You ramble too much Juliet." Derby retracted his finger from her mouth as her tongue curled around it.

"Leave your body parts to yourself Mister." With a smile, she swept her hair around and started stacking the bookshelf with some knick knacks and some toys she picked up from Beatrice's store. Smiling to herself, she looked over at Derby, whom was placed on the rocking chair.

"It looks very nice Juliet; did the new fellow help you?" Juliet nodded her head and smiled, again.

"He was very nice and considering, especially when I was bringing the heavy things up. Nice conversation too; did you know he's married?" Derby quirked an eyebrow and smirked (from that bored look, it was an improvement.)

"That's nice." Juliet grabbed Derby's hand and pulled him slightly; he didn't move an inch.

"Come on, I wanna show you the nice things Mrs. Margret got me at the pregnancy store!"

"Which maid is that?"

"She's the morning maid; brown hair with blonde highlights."

"Doesn't ring a bell." Derby replied as his voice turned into one of confusion.

"Huge breasts."

"Oh that maid." Juliet's eyes rolled and pulled on his hand again, "come now, they're nice dresses."

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Derby watched, amused, as he persuaded Juliet to give him a little "model" of the dresses. The first two dresses were his favorites so far. The first one was a nice, vibrant, and yellow with white flowers spread on it. It was slightly low cut, but not low enough to see cleavage; who would want to see that on a pregnant woman?

The second dress he liked more than the first. It was a silky looking material that was a light color of lavender. It had no designs on it what-so-ever, but it clung to her curves showing it off nicely.

"Then she got me these cute pajamas." Juliet's voice rang him from his thoughts. He looked up consciously and smirked. Juliet's, now tanned legs, were suited in bright pink shorts and the shirt that adorned her chest was a baby doll that hung just bellow her, purging, stomach; she looked cute.

"You look like a little girl in those."

"Pervert." Derby only chuckled, "sorry honey, but I'm not." Juliet looked at Derby with a sincere smile.

"Sure." Derby took, jokingly, offense to it and his face showed it.

"You're a dork." Juliet giggled and sat next to Derby on her bed, "yep, and you like it."

She couldn't believe it; she was flirting with the Derby Harrington.

"I do actually, it's kind of cute." Hold the phone—did he just call her cute?

"Cute, eh?" Derby took a piece of her slightly curled hair and tugged on it gingerly.

"Or would you rather: beautiful, stunning, gorgeous, breathtaking, alluring, or perhaps angelic?" Derby pushed closer as his eyes flipped up towards her sparkling ones, "because you're all those things." Juliet's was oddly close as it flushed brilliant bright colors.

"You must be joking right."

"You're the sight to behold; Mona Lisa's smile would fade when she saw you were the everlasting beauty not her." Juliet's face flushed even more from the compliments she was receiving.

"Derby…" her voice was embarrassed.

"What?" He held up her hair up to his nose; strawberries and honeysuckle.

"You're making me blush." Derby took back his face and saw her bashful face turned away from him; he turned her head back towards his and took her face into his. Looking into her eyes, he smiled lightly.

"Good; you're goddess when you blush. It looks too good on you." Juliet looked up at Derby and smiled; she felt like she needed not wanted to kiss him. She tried to turn away, but Derby held her face there and looked at her gently.

He leaned in as did Juliet. Their faces connected as Derby took her lips with his. It was a heated kiss, but also bashful. Derby's hands pulled her closer while her hands were busy with his hair and when they broke apart Juliet's face was more color.

"Oh god I'm s—…" she was cut off by Derby's lips again; it silenced her.

"Don't be sorry if the other person enjoyed it more than you." His voice was husky again and Juliet smiled, looking up, and kissed his nose.

"Okay then; I'm not sorry at all."

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Derby's hand ran over Juliet's stomach as her peaceful expression rested as it was; she was asleep and Derby could barely contain his excitement, his joy. He was about ready to explode. He wanted to do that for the longest time now, but he was afraid that Juliet would be another Christy; that he'd feel nothing for her. But when he kissed her, fireworks went off for him.

"Naomi, you're mama is perfect." He held her stomach with his hands as a moan of displeasure came from her mouth as she turned herself so her back was facing him. He spooned with her and traced little hearts on her stomach as, he fell asleep.

Juliet turned into her sleep and rested her head on something a little harder than the pillows her head had been resting on before. Opening her eyes a little, she was facing Derby's chest. She smiled lightly and nuzzled her head into it; he gave her the attention she craved even back in high school. Oddly enough, he completed her broken heart.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my make-up for no updating in such a long time; 4 pages and about, give or take a few fifty or so, 1,604. It's a lot for me to write since it's about midnight here and I'm completely beat, but my dear friend (you know who you are ;) ) convinced me to update ASAP and then tomorrow I have to read all her stories I missed and review. This should be good :) By the way, if you're not already subscribed: ShadowAssassin41 is an awesome writer! Go subscribe to her now!