Incredible Beauty (So Many Reasons) Online - Missy Johnson

Chapter One


“Em, just sit down and stop being so dramatic,” Simon said, rolling his eyes as I paced the hallway. I turned and glared at him. Dramatic? He hadn’t seen nothing yet. And how could he sit there so calmly and pretend this was all in my head?

“I will sit down when you agree with me that it’s not ‘normal’ for your ex-wife to drive half an hour into town to bring you lunch,” I retorted angrily.

“I didn’t know she was going to do it, Em. I didn’t ask her to bring me lunch.” He shook his head. “And the fact that I’ve told you should be enough proof that I’m not trying to hide anything from you.” Simon folded his arms over his head, his back stretched up against the sofa and groaned.

“Fine,” I huffed. “Forget about it.” I stormed off to the bedroom and threw myself on the bed.

I didn’t even get why I was so angry. In passing, Simon had told me Claire stopped by with some lunch for him, because she was apparently in the city doing some shopping anyway. Anyone else would’ve thought that was a nice gesture. Only I wasn’t just anyone, I was the insecure fiancée who got worked up about many things.

Especially when it came to his ex, Claire.

Don't get me wrong, the few times I'd spent more than a few minutes with Claire we had gotten along fine. She had been lovely to me, almost too lovely, which made things worse in my mind. Here was this incredibly caring woman with a great sense of humor, that he has a child with, who he still considers his best friend…I don't know.

I trusted Simon completely, but there had always been this tiny seed of doubt when it came to Claire. He didn’t talk much about his past, but I’d seen the way Claire looked at him and it made me nervous. You don’t look at someone like that if you’re completely over them. There was a lot of history between them and because of Maddie, they would always be entwined in each other’s lives. I hoped Claire respected that he had moved on and was creating a life with me. In the same situation though, would I just accept that, or would I fight for the man I was in love with? That’s what made me nervous.

There was so much about the last few months that seemed unreal. If someone had said to me this time last year that this is where I’d be, I’d have told them they were crazy.

Pregnancy? Engaged? Actually leaving the house? That’s Insane is what I would have said. Yet here I was, all those things, leading what an uneducated outsider might consider a perfect little life.

Then why did I feel like shit?

I could blame it on the pregnancy hormones, but I seemed to be doing that a lot lately. The pregnancy hormones were getting blamed for so much, I was beginning to feel sorry for the poor little guys. The truth was that I had no idea why I was feeling like I was, or why I felt the need to try and hide that from Simon. He wasn’t stupid.

“Em?” Simon leaned against the bedroom door looking sexy as usual. His top had disappeared since our little tiff a minute ago, a ploy I’m sure was deliberate in an attempt to distract me. As I gazed over his hard, sculptured body, I realized it might be working. He moved over to the bed, laying down on his stomach so he was at eye level with me.

“I love you Em. Claire is just being Claire. I promise you have nothing to worry about. If you had any idea how into you I am, you’d know you have nothing to worry about,” he added, tilting my neck as he kissed me. Butterflies went crazy in my stomach at his touch. His hand rested on my cheek as he pulled me toward him, his mouth pressing against my own.

“Every minute of every day I’m thinking about you and all the dirty things I want to do to you,” he murmured. I giggled in spite of myself.

“Like what?” I asked, rolling onto my back. He positioned himself over me and tugged at my Pajama top.

“Well this has to go for starters.” His hand trailed down my bare leg. “I’m glad you lost the pants,” he added. I laughed.

“Hey, this top is like a nightdress anyway,” I protested. He ran his fingers