It's pretty out today, I think to myself as I look up at the clear blue sky and feel a cool breeze hit my face. I push the hair out of my eyes and take a seat on the green grass below me. Then again, it's always pretty out when I've got my lover with me. I look over at him and smile as he sets the picnic basket next to the old oak tree behind me and then takes a seat next to me.

I prop myself up on one elbow and watch him as he sets up our picnic lunch. The word gorgeous was made to describe him. He's got these beautiful full lips and sharp handsome features. And that body-he's about 6'5" and 280lbs and I bet there's not an ounce of fat on his body. He smiles back at me and his eyes crinkle up. As much as I love his body, those eyes are what drew me to him. They're so deep and the first time I stared into them, I felt like I was looking deep down into the lake that's behind my house. And they're so wise- makes him look older than the 31 years that he is.

"Whatcha thinkin'?"

I snap out of my revelries and blink at him. I guess I must have been staring too hard at him cos he's got this cute amused smile now. God, he's too damn gorgeous.

"Just how gorgeous you are," I answer.

"You're the gorgeous one," he tells me and leans down to kiss my forehead. God those lips. "I'm nothing special."

"You are to me."

He blushes and goes back to work on setting out our food. I pluck a grape off the bunch he's just set out and pop it in my mouth as I continue to watch him. He really is beautiful. Every move he makes is full of grace and beauty. It's gotta be from all those years training in the martial arts and gymnastics. I've never seen another man do the easiest of tasks with such ease and grace.

I reach out for another grape but he slaps my hand playfully and pushes them away.

"No more grapes until after we eat lunch, Shannon!"

I pretend to pout but he only laughs and starts to unwrap the sandwiches I made earlier in the morning. He passes one over to me and I take it eagerly. I'm starved and if I can't have my grapes then this will do nicely.

I can feel his eyes on me as I make quick work of the sandwich he's given me. I know what he's thinking as I reach over and grab another one from the basket-how can something so small eat so much? Well, it's because I'm eating for two now. Yup, two people-I'm pregnant. Of course, I haven't exactly told him yet which is why I planned this picnic. I figured I could tell him out here and make it extra special.

Now, I just gotta find the right time to spring the news on him.

"It's really nice out here today." His words echo my thoughts from earlier. He looks ahead at the small lake about ½ mile in front of us for a moment then adds, "I couldn't think of a better way to spend the afternoon than with you."

"Me either," I smile at him as he takes my hand in his. I lean my head on his shoulder and we stare out at the lake together. And I really mean it. There's nothing I could think of that would be better than spending a beautiful summer day like this than having a picnic at the lake behind my house with my lover. The only thing that would be better would be if I could tell him that I'm having his baby. I take a deep breath and pull away from him only to look up into his eyes. "Sean, I-I need to tell you something…"

"What is it? Are you okay?" He rubs small circles into my hand with his thumb as he squeezes it tighter. "You don't look too good, Shanny."

"I'm fine." I take another deep breath and exhale slowly before continuing. "I brought you here today cos I have some news I wanted to share with you-good news for me and I hope it's good news for you too." I bite my lip as I try to decide exactly how to tell him the news. He looks at me, patiently waiting for me to go on. Well, nothing better than just coming out and saying it, right? "Sean, I'm going to have your baby."

There, I said it.

"You're gonna…what?"

"Have your baby," I repeat softly.

I don't know exactly what his reaction is. At the moment, he's staring straight ahead at the lake again and not saying a word. I can see the muscles of his jaw clenching and unclenching. He's still got my hand in his so that's a good sign.

"Sean?"

"You're having my baby," he says slowly to himself like he's gotta process it or something. He turns to me and smiles a bit. "My baby…"

I nod. He stands up, pulling me with him. Before I know what's happening he's got me in his arms and is spinning me around. "That's great, Shannon!" he tells me. He puts me down and a goofy grin appears on his face. "But how in the hell did this happen-well, I mean, I KNOW how it happened…" The goofy grin turns to a devilish smirk and I can't help but laugh at him. "But, we were always so careful, ya know. I just never thought that…"

"Yeah, I know," I tell him, "But I went to the doctor yesterday and he told me that I'm pregnant. There's no other explanation for what's in me-it's a baby." I bat my eyes at him and grab his hand. "And it's yours."

"Ours," he corrects and pulls me to him again.

He kisses my nose softly then his lips-those gorgeous full lips-make their way to my cheeks, my eyelids, my forehead. He's teasing me now. Finally I grab his face between my hands and pull him down to kiss his mouth deeply and passionately. We stand like that, kissing each other, until we both realize we need air.

"Love you," he tells me, grinning.

"Love you too." I'm still trying to regain my breath after those kisses. Hot damn, I love his lips. I squeeze him close to me, my head on his shoulder and I feel his erection poking me. "Wanna go inside?" I ask as I graze his crotch with one knee.

"No." He pulls me back down to the ground and lays next to me. His lips find mine again and he kisses me with more love and tenderness than he ever has before.

***

He let me make love to him that afternoon-the first time ever that I got to experience him in that way. He said that it was because he didn't want to take the chance in harming the baby that was now inside me, but as I look back and think about the look in his eyes that day, I think it's because he wanted it. Our relationship had soared to the next level when I'd found out I was pregnant and I guess he wanted to take it one step higher. I never thought that a man his size would ever beg someone like me to fill him, but he did. He begged me to make love to him and it was the most beautiful sound in the world that day. I doubt he wants it to be public knowledge though.

The only witnesses are the butterflies that were floating around us that day, and I don't think that they're going to tell.