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The Walk

Someone was knocking at the door.

"Come in, it's unlocked," she called. Bridget put down the soccer manual she was reading and looked up to see none other than Eric Richman, her boyfriend, standing in her doorway. He was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans a black shirt and a dark suit jacket, a pair of brown loafers, his blonde hair ruffled up as if he had just come out a soccer game and his clear blue eyes as calm as the ocean. He had just gotten back from a two-week trip to Japan. They had been dating for five years (ever since they left the soccer camp they both had coached at), but they haven't seen each other since they both play professional soccer and travel.

"Hey," she said walking up to him and greeting him with a kiss. "I thought it was you."

"Do you want to go walking with me?" Eric asked her.

"Sure, hold on a sec," she said and pulled on white halter-top dress, the same one she wore to the senior party in high school. She let her hair down and combed it quickly to get the knots out. She didn't wear shoes still. Things didn't seem to change. Before turning to him she rested her hand on her stomach, 'Tonight is the night to tell him,' she thought. Then she turned and said, "Ok, ready."

"Wow, Bee," Eric whispered in awe, "You look great. You look just like you did five years ago at the lake."

"Thanks," she smiled and looked down. "So where do you want to go?"

"Um I was thinking about walking down to the beach."

"'K," she said and they started walking hand in hand. They walked in silence until they arrived. Both of them were thinking about each other: how much they missed each other, what they have to say. As the years went by, Eric and Bridget became closer and at times were able to read each other's minds. The beach was only 5 minutes away, but it seemed longer as they walked in silence.

"Doesn't it look beautiful," said Bridget looking out at the sun setting. She loved the ocean, the smell, the taste of the salty air. The ocean always made her calm down, no matter what. She used to come here when Eric was traveling; this was their special spot.

"Not as beautiful as you," Eric whispered in her ear. He stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her playing gently with her stomach. Eric had to restraint himself from grabbing her and making love to her right then and there. He missed her so much; he always did when they were apart for each other. His mind floated to the little box that rested in his pocket right at that moment. He wasn't sure how he was going to ask her; he'll just let fate decided. "God I missed you Bee." He turned to look at her.

"I missed you, too," she said and kissed him. "I wish we weren't separated all the time like this. I wish we could start a family together."

It was then that Eric dropped to one knee and took out a small black velvet box. Inside sparkled a big diamond set with two small diamonds on either side. "Bee, I love you so much," he said. "You know I would never do anything to hurt you. Without you I don't know how I would ever live. Will you marry me?"

"Yes, Eric." She said and he helped her put the ring. Then, with her face cupped in his hand, he slowly and carefully brought it to his. The kiss started out slow, but then it built. He slid his tongue into her mouth and played with it.

They continued to kiss and lay down on the beach. Eric brought his hands up and fumbled with the knot tied on Bridget's neck. He gently pulled down the dress reveling her strapless bra and flat stomach. His hands were hovering near the clasp of her bra. Meanwhile she took off his suit jacket and slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

Suddenly, Bee pushed herself away from him reluctantly and sat back. She put her hand to her mouth quickly. She felt like she was going to be sick.

"What's wrong," he asked concerned and gently touching her shoulder.

"Eric, there is something I've got to tell you," Bridget said and then paused to take a couple deep breaths. "I think I'm going to have to take a break from playing soccer."

"Why," he asked concerned. "Is there something wrong? Take your time"

She paused and took a couple more breaths. Finally, she said. "I'm pregnant. I found out when you were gone."

"Oh my God," he said shocked and happy, but he tried not to startled her. He didn't want her to get sick. "I'm gonna be a father. We have to get married then soon. Ok…um how about next month. A private ceremony…just with close friends and family. I don't think we want the press to have a field day about this. Oh my God! This is the happiest moment of my life."

"I knew you would be happy," she said and smiled. "I didn't want to call you up while you were in Japan. I figured this would shock you and you wouldn't know what to do. Just calm down, it seems like you're gonna have a heart attack."

"I know, sorry. How far along are you," he asked.

"Remember I told you I was going to see the doctor because I kept on throwing up?" she asked he nodded. "I didn't know that it was because I was pregnant. He says I'm about 2 months."

"Do you know whether the baby is gonna be a boy or girl yet?" he asked.

"Um…both," she said.

"Hold on, I'm confused," he said. He tilted his head slightly and had a puzzled look on his face.

"Eric," she said looking at him in the eye. "I'm pregnant with twins."

"Oh, double the trouble," he said and they both laughed. "No, we'll raise them well. Of course they'll be naturals at soccer with your beauty and my attitude and our talent."

They pause for a moment of silence. "Bee," Eric said and he turned to her. "What do you want to name them?"

"I dunno, I always loved the name Alicia, what about you?"

"I like that, too, but how about the boy what do you want to name him: I know you were always fond of the name Ryan."

"No, that's Carmen's brother's name," she said. "How about James that's a cute name yet, no one will make fun of him when he goes to school."

"No," said Eric. "I already know someone named James and he's kinda um how do you say it…um kinda crazy."

"Guess not then," said Bridget, and paused. "Um…Oh I know the perfect name."

"What's that, darling," said Eric with a boyish grin on his face.

"How about…Eric Jr.?" she said.

"You love me that much don't you," Eric teased. They laughed until their sides hurt.

"Yes I do," she said.

"Then, Eric Jr. it is," he said and they kissed passionately.

"What about you Eric," Bee said. "You're always going to be traveling. Will you have to time to spend time with us?"

"I'll find away," said Eric. "You know I always do. Plus you and the kids will be able to travel with me, when they grow older."

"I know Eric," she said. "I'm just trying to give our children a normal life as possible."

"You will, Bee," Eric said, and held her close, "You always do."

It went silent for a couple minutes and then Eric asked, "Bee, what's on you mind?"

"Do you remember when I go really sick at camp?" she asked and looked at him.

"Yeah, I do," he said, "I was scared. No one I know gets fevers that high."

"They way you took care of me and brought me to your cabin so I could rest," she said. "When I look back and remember that, I knew that you were the type of person I wanted as my children's father. You cared for me when I was sick and helpless. You were selfless and took me in your arms and held me all night, even though you had a girlfriend at the time."

"I would do it again, I didn't want to lose you," said Eric passionately.

"I love you Eric," Bee said.

"I love you, too darling Bumble Bee," said Eric.

Then they lay back in silence; Eric wrapped his arms around her and slowly stroked her hair kissing her check every now and then. Bridget laid her hands over her stomach where their children were sleeping peacefully. They both watched as the sun slowly sank into the horizon filling the sky with a myriad amount of different colors and the ocean licking the shores with its white foam.