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Placing my hand on my stomach, I talk to the baby. “Alright there, sweetheart. I need you to give Mommy a break. I’ve got to make your daddy breakfast, and you having a negative reaction to any kind of food is not going to help.”
I take a deep breath through my nose and slowly exhale. A deep chuckle sounds behind me just before Chandler’s strong arms wrap around me and he spreads his large hands over my stomach.
“Take it easy on your momma, baby boy. She’s a good one and deserves some rest.”
He kisses my neck and tries to guide me toward the kitchen table, but I don’t budge.
“You go sit and I’ll make breakfast. I don’t think you’re far enough along for us to convince him to ease up.”
“We could be having a girl, you know. What are you going to do if she gets here, and you’ve been referring to her as a boy?”
He tries to get me to move again, but I still don’t move.
“If that happens, then I will apologize to her, but it’s a moot point ‘cause we are having a boy. Now, go sit.”
He smacks my butt, making me yelp, and when I turn to glare at him, rubbing where he hit, he smiles at me.
“I’m supposed to be making you breakfast.”
He’s standing between me and the stove so I can’t move around him to start cooking.
“I don’t think that’s going to happen when you can’t even open the bacon without almost hurling all over the place.”
Sighing, I turn and go to the table. He’s right, and I don’t like it.
He follows me and leans his hands on the table and chair to hold himself up as he leans down and kisses me.
“You can do all the cooking when he’s here.”
I roll my eyes at him because we both know that’s not happening.
“I wanted to do something special for you.”
He cocks his head to the side, searching my face.
“What for? This week is for you and your birthday.”
I sit up straight and cup his face in my hands.
“To thank you for everything.” My words are soft as I speak them.
He smiles, and it’s a shy, sweet smile that melts my heart.
“You don’t have to do that. You’ve given me a beautiful daughter and are going to give me another baby. You’ve given me everything.”
I can feel tears start to form as I lean in and kiss him softly. It’s moments like this when I want to allow myself to fall for him the most. I can see why I did the first time, even though I can’t remember it.
He pulls back first, smiles at me, then stands and turns to cook us breakfast while I watch him move around the kitchen with ease. He makes us a quick meal with the stuff I left out and brings everything to the table, making sure I have a ginger ale to help with my nausea. Luckily, I no longer need it and I’m able to eat my food without any issues.
“I don’t remember the part of my pregnancy with Sophia where I had morning sickness. It kind of feels like I’m going through this for the first time.”
I lick some of the syrup off my fork, and the look that Chandler gives me makes my whole body fill with liquid heat.
“I think we should plan to have a dinner party when we get back. I’m sure people are starting to find out that you’re back, and they are going to want to see you and find out what happened. It doesn’t have to be anything big, just people that were important to us. If you don’t feel comfortable with it, we can always cancel. Ever since we went to the gallery the press has been on my neck about getting a story.”
I grimace at the thought of the press. I’m still not happy about how things were handled, but I know this is a part of being in Chandler’s world. Which is another reason I’m worried about raising our children in it.
Before my thoughts can spiral and put me in a funk for our last day, I shake myself and clear my throat.
