Pregnant and Homeless Chapter 60

I listened keenly as he slowly makes his way towards the room. My heart was beating a mile a minute.

Calm down, Jakobia. You prepared for this!

He turned the lock and pushed the door opened.

"Wow!" he exclaimed when he saw me. "You look beautiful."

I blushed, "Thank you." I looked at the note in his hands then I pointed to the other one in Jamaica's crib. "There is a final note."

Valdo moved towards the crib and then took up the final note in his hand. He slowly opened it and read the words silently.

This was my time.

I was moving to bend on my knees, but he stopped me.

"Don't. I know what you're going to ask and I don't want you to ask."

Uvaldo's POV

I was in and out of meetings all day, and all I wanted to do was to come home to Jakoby and Jamaica. I smile.

It's funny how those two crept their way into my heart.

When Eric mentioned marriage this morning, I froze; not because I didn't want to get married, but I was afraid Jakoby wouldn't. She's only eighteen. She has her whole life ahead of her. I was afraid that she wouldn't want to commit to a man who was closer to her mother's age rather than hers. But then I realised she never even mentioned the age difference and it was probably because it didn't bother her.

There was also the look on her face when I was released from jail last week. I couldn't describe exactly what it was, but it made my heart turned.

If she didn't love me now, then I'd teach her how.

I manage to get Kevin, Harlyn and Eric to organise a little surprise for Jakoby. I'd ask her to marry me properly.

As I pulled the apartment, I notice the trail of rose petals on the ground. There were small notes every few steps. I closed the door behind me and smile.

What was she planning?

I bent down and took up the first note. It read, "The first thing I noticed was your eyes, and then you touched my hands, and a shiver ran through me. I couldn't help but let my eyes follow after you, knowing that I might never see you again."

I smiled. I knew it was my eyes but did touching me really make her shiver?

I took a few more steps then bent to pick up the second note. "But fate had different plans. The next day, the shivery feeling came back, so I looked up and there they were enchanting blue eyes. I wasn't used to the feeling, and so I decided to run."

I took up the other note and continued reading, "Of course you just wouldn't let me get away. You followed me. I'm going, to be honest, and say I thought you were a creep, especially when you told me I could live with you. Do you know what went through my head? For now, I'll keep those thoughts to myself."

"The very same night hoodlums tried to kill me, I was lucky. One of them actually had a heart; they took everything I had and let me go. After walking for hours, fate brought me to your address, and you gave me a home without hesitation."

I turned and picked up another note. "After a while, you started to steal my heart with your kindness and warmth slowly. You didn't care that I was a homeless, pregnant teenager. You gave me a family, one that I'd never imagine having."

I looked at the last note which was laying by Jamaica's door. I slowly picked it up, "You've managed to capture my heart without even trying. You've treated Jamaica as your own, and she too has something to say."

I swallowed and pushed the door opened.

"Wow," I said involuntarily. Jakoby was sitting in front of the crib. Her hair was straightened with a centre part. She was also wearing makeup, something I'd never seen her wear before. She was wearing a red dress that complimented her curves. She looked terrific, and so I told her. "You look beautiful."

She blushed, and her face became pink, "Thank you." She pointed towards the crib where Jamaica was sleeping soundly. "There is a final note."

I saw the paper laying beside Jamaica. I gently removed it and lifted it to my face. "Will you be my daddy?"

As I read the note, my heart left my chest. I looked on Jakoby only to realise she was starting to bend her knees.

Was she going to propose?

I shook my head; I couldn't let her do that. "Don't," I commanded. "I know what you're gonna ask, and I don't want you to ask."

She slowly lifted her self with a frown on her face.

It wasn't the woman's job to propose. I would never let her do that, especially not when I've already planned the perfect proposal party.

"Don't say anything just yet." I bent and lifted Jamaica out of her crib. "Follow me," I said, then exit the room.

Jakoby followed me behind me in silence. I could tell she was genuinely disappointed. I would be too if I planned a surprise engagement and it got thrown back in my face.

I really wanted to comfort her, but I knew it wasn't my time. I'm sure she'll forgive me as soon as we arrived at the Center.

I placed Jamaica in her car seat, and Jakoby sat beside her. It kind of hurt me that she didn't want to sit next to me in the passenger seat, but I understand why she was acting like that. She'll be happy when he sees the real reason I rejected her proposal.

I sent a text to Kevin before driving out of the garage.

The drive to the Center was silent, just as I suspected. It made me a little guilty that I didn't even try and break it either, but I knew she wasn't in the mood.