The last chapter . . . thanks for all your support on this story! There might be more in the future! Thank you all!

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The Wedding . . .

"Everything is going great, Rose. No need to worry." Hillary said, sitting down next to me.

Today was my wedding day. Not many people were going to be invited just the family and most intimate friends. I wasn't nervous one bit. I was actually happy that I was getting married to the love of my life and that we were going to have a baby soon.

"I'm not really worrying about anything right now. Well, I do hope I fit into my dress." I told her honestly.

"I promised Adrian you were going to walk down that aisle. I don't care that I have to wrap you in sheets held by safety-pins, but you're going to walk down that aisle."

I laughed. "You would."

"A promise is a promise, not meant to be broken." Someone knocked softly on the door. Hillary went to go answer it. I smiled when I saw that it was Adrian's mother, Daniella. Behind her was my mother; it wasn't as excited to see my own my mother as I was to see Adrian's mother. Only because my father had asked, I had tried to make things better between my mother and me. When I told her that I was getting married, she was actually happy, and when I told her that I was going to be a mom, she wished me the best. That was improvement to our relationship. But still. It was a little awkward between us.

I stood up and hugged and kissed both Daniella and my mom on the cheek. Daniella put her hand tenderly on my stomach. "Hey, darling, how are you today? And how far along are you?"

"I am fine, a tad bit nervous. I'm about twelve weeks, two and a half months."

She smiled. "I remember when I was pregnant with Adrian. The happiest months of my life. Nathan and I were really excited. But when we saw that the little boy that I carried for nine months was an evil creature, we were suddenly a little less excited. That's our Adrian, though. We love him, no matter what."

"That is so true . . . well, the last sentence."

We continued to chat but the hours flew by. As the time passed, the closer it was to marrying Adrian. And when it was finally time, my heart just about ripped itself out of my chest. I put a hand to my belly and spoke to it. "It's time, my dear; I'm marrying your daddy."

I looked around the ceremony area as I walked down the aisle. But my eyes were only for Adrian. People stood up and smiled as I walked by. There were only seventy five guests present, exactly the amount Adrian had planned to attend our beach wedding. The sand felt cool on my foot as I made my way down and I admired Adrian. He was wearing loose, khaki-colored pants and a loose white shirt, that hat the first button unbuttoned. My dress was the traditional white wedding dress with a sweetheart-shaped bodice, a strap made of flowers hung over one of my shoulders as it was a one-shouldered wedding dress, and was loose on me and flowed freely as the wind breezed on; it was a dress that fit my type of body only because I had curves like no other woman had. With this dress, though, you couldn't really tell if I was pregnant or if I was just fat. It was cool if they thought I was fat; people were just jealous because they weren't marrying my sexy man. My hair was left down, curled all around, because it matched the beach theme.

I smiled a humongous smile as Adrian took my hand out of my father's and kissed it. The priest began doing his thing. "We are gathered here . . ."

Adrian and I had our hushed conversations as the priest talked.

"You look so lovely right now . . . I can't wait till the honeymoon."

I blushed a light shade of red. "We're in front of God . . . can you at least have some respect?"

"Nope, not when you're wearing that sexy dress . . ."

"Last time you said and looked at me like that this baby was created." I said, putting a hand over my belly.

"I couldn't really resist you that other time, I think I can't really resist you this time, either. I hope the priest hurries because I really—"

"Adrian!" I said as loudly as I could but still whispering.

My best friend Hilary chuckled softly.

In a matter of minutes, we were both saying our vows.

And soon, the priest was saying: " . . . I now pronounce you husband and wife."

Adrian turned towards me, wiping one of the tears that had fallen. As he smiled, he whispered, "I love you." And kissed me.

As soon as we were done kissing, people came to hug us. Then, we went to go enjoy our party!

We danced off all night mostly, after we ate delicious seafood. Adrian and I danced our first dance as a married couple. The beautiful song we shared our dance to was Just by Being You by Steel Magnolia.

Adrian took out his hand for me to take so that we could share our dance. I smiled hugely as he looked deeply into my eyes, expressing all the love he was feeling with a simple look.

I kissed him softly as the song finished.

"Time to kick everybody out . . ." Adrian whispered.

"Why?"

"Don't you want to relax? After all, this is our house . . ." He said, motioning to the house where our wedding was taking place.

"Oh, my hell? How the hell did you buy this house?"

"I saw how you looked at the house with longing each time we passed through here. I just had buy it for us to start a family in."

"Alright . . . kick everyone out."

People started leaving when they noticed that the party stopped. We thanked everyone that came and joined us on this special day.

And then finally, it was alone time Adrian and me.

We had said our vows . . .

. . . now we needed to enjoy our honeymoon.

I soon found myself in Adrian's arms.

"Rose, with you, I can't think straight . . . you're a beautiful mess in my arms, a sweet addiction that I can't get enough of. I am fool for you; I love you."

"Adrian . . ." I whispered his name as he rolled me under him. "I love you, the same you love me . . ."

The night was wonderful, magical even and it marked our first night as married couple . . .

Five years later . . .

"Daddy!" All my kids, well the ones who knew how to walk, rushed to the door when they noticed Adrian, their daddy walk in. It had been five years since our marriage and already we had four kids. Three girls and one boy. Adrian just couldn't make boys.

Samantha was four and looked like me mostly, brown hair and brown eyes; Richard was three and looked his daddy with green eyes and light brown hair; Leah was two, brown eyes and dark hair; and Kimberlee was four months and huge green eyes that I adored. After Kimberlee was born, Adrian and I decided that no more kids would be welcomed into the Hathaway-Ivashkov family. Also, I had to quit my job in order to be a stay at home mother.

Kim in my hands, I walked up to Adrian and kissed him on the cheek. "Hey, honey, how was work?"

"Slow." He replied, grabbing all three of his kids and sitting down on the couch. "You know, sometimes, I wish I could be the one that stays home and watches the kids, while you make the money."

"Trust me, it's not easy taking care of four kids, all around the same age."

"It's better than sitting in a boring office all day. That agency isn't as fun as it was when you were working."

"See, I told you two kids were enough, but no, you let your pleasure speak and now look at us, we have two extra kids to feed."

"It takes two to make a baby, so you 'let your pleasure speak' as well."

"Daddy!" Samantha demanded of his attention.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Mommy wouldn't let us go swimming, can we go swim now?"

I yawned hugely. Adrian took Kim out of my arms, as he looked at me expectantly. I was boss here when it came to the kids.

I put my hand to my face. "Let them do whatever they want . . . just as long as you supervise them. I'll go get dinner started."

"Alright kids, go put on your bathing suits." Adrian ordered while the kids cheered.

In between cooking, I checked on the kids and Adrian

Adrian was a good father, no way to deny that. His father hadn't been the best out there, but Adrian promised to change that with his kids. I watched as Adrian held Kim in his arms and played with our other kids. A good dad, indeed.

I chuckled softly. Adrian must have heard me because he turned around and smiled. "What do you find so amusing?"

"You."

I went to go sit down next to him, rolling up my pant legs so that I could dip my feet in the water that Adrian always suggested we keep warm in case the kids wanted to take a little swim. He sat Kim on his lap and took hold of one of my hands, intertwining it with his, bringing it to his lips.

"Our life is a little screwed up, isn't it?" I asked randomly as I looked at our crazy kids.

Adrian smiled. "No, it's not crazy, nowhere near crazy. Actually, our life is perfect."

I raised an eyebrow. "Perfect? How so?"

"Don't you see it? Our life, the life you created with me, the lives, are perfect. I couldn't ask for anything better. Yeah, there are crazy days where you wish you were single again and had no kids, but when you think about it, life has no point without your kids or wife in it. That's what makes this life that you created with me perfect."

"Every word you just said is true. I want to go back to working but I think about our beautiful kids and no other woman is going to take care of them like their mommy does, like I take care of them." I sighed. "Life is so complicated . . ."

" . . . but it's worth every little complication because there are things, that make your life better. Like you make my life better. Like our kids make my life better."

I leaned my head against his shoulder, momentarily forgetting about everything except, my husband and our kids.

"I love you for making my life so wonderful . . ."

"And I love you for making my life so amazing . . ." He whispered, kissing my lips softly.

We both pulled away to adore the perfect life we had created.

The End