Absolutely Unforgivable(97)

I never got the chance to answer before Mindy and Bree jumped out of their chairs bouncing up and down, screaming, “Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!” and ran to my side putting their hands on my stomach. “How far along are you? Why didn’t you tell us? Oh my God! I can’t believe it. This is so great!”

“Please, guys. I don’t want anyone to know.”

Mindy and Bree started to lift up my skirt to try and see if they could see a baby bump but I quickly put it back down. “Guys, stop it. I’m not really showing that much yet. I’m only about four months along.”

“That’s why you were so sick when Billy was in the hospital. It so totally makes sense now,” Mindy said as she squeezed my hand in excitement.

With everyone’s mind on the baby growing in my belly, all of the tension and nerves about the upcoming performance were gone. When the producer came to get us, she was barely noticed. Everyone was still so excited about the baby; even pervy Travis had some nice things to say.

The song the band was performing today was called I Truly Love You. It was a new song that Billy wrote for me.

“I really, truly love you. You are my heart and soul. Without you I'd be nothing, you're the half that makes me whole.”

After he sang out the first two lines of the song I had to try and turn my focus from him. Otherwise I might start crying. It was hard holding back my emotions now that I’m pregnant. It was hard before, but now it is near impossible. So instead of the words of the song I just focused on watching Billy sing. I loved watching him perform. He took my breath away. When the song was over, I melted into Billy’s arms and we kissed. I forgot for just a moment that there were cameras everywhere recording it.

After we kissed, someone in the background yelled out, “Cut!” Then a group of people swarmed around us, pulling us to the next spot we were supposed to be at. When we were all in place, sitting and standing around a long couch they had set up for our interview portion with Ellen, the cameras started up again.

“That song was great. I don’t normally like the slow songs. I like to dance but that one really tugged at my heart. Did you write it for anyone special?” She looked towards Billy and then to the other boys in the band.

“Yeah. I wrote that song for my fiancé, Stacy.” Billy, who had been holding my hand already, lifted my arm up. “I wrote the words and Zander, Travis, and Bran wrote the music to accompany it.”

“Will that be a single or released with your upcoming album? I heard you just signed with a label. Congrats!”

Travis spoke up next. “We just started working on it. But we think it should be ready by this summer. We’ve laid down a few of the tracks already.”

Without thinking, Billy had rested his hand on my stomach. It was something he did all of the time; he loved to put his hand on my baby bump, but this time we weren’t alone. We were on a sound stage recording a Christmas special for the Ellen show. Millions of people would be watching this.

Ellen, who had turned back towards Billy to ask him another question, instantly noticed where his hand was. Her eyes widened and she now had a huge smile on her face. I shook my head no but it was too late. She had already started to speak. “Well, Miss Keller. I can tell Billy really loves you.”

There was nothing I could really do to stop her. Luckily this won't air until Christmas Day so we would have time to tell my parents before the rest of the world found out.

“So how far along are you?” Ellen asked as she leaned in to put her hand on my stomach.

“About sixteen weeks. We are flying home to tell my parents after this.”

“Well, won’t that be an interesting Christmas surprise for them!”

I didn’t get a chance to answer because next she turned in her chair and started speaking into the camera about some upcoming parts of the show. She wished us a Merry Christmas and then sent us on our way.

After Billy and I said our goodbyes to everyone in the band, they took a flight back home to Houston while Billy and I boarded one heading to Oklahoma.

One of the great things about being back in Oklahoma was that people here just didn’t bother you. We got off of the flight and I was still decked out in my fancy dress from the Ellen show but nobody even seemed to notice or really care. It was Christmas time and they had their families on their minds, not us. The only time we even knew for sure someone had recognized us was at the baggage claim. An adorable little girl was tugging on her mom’s coat. “Mommy. Mommy. Mommy, look. It’s Billy and Stacy.”