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I smile proudly. My heart is so full that it feels like it’s about to explode.
“Your next appointment will be scheduled in four weeks.” The doctor looks between us. “Do you have any questions?”
Enrico’s eyes flick to me, and I know he has a million. “Is there anything particular that we…” He pauses as he searches for the right wording. “Shouldn’t be doing?”
I can think of a few. Not being killed as I sleep is number one.
The doctor smiles, understanding the true meaning of his question. “No, carry as normal. Sexual activity is natural and completely fine. It won’t hurt the baby at all.”
“Oh.” Enrico’s shoulders drop in relief. “Can she eat everything?”
“I would avoid raw seafood and soft cheeses, and of course alcohol and recreational drugs.”
“Of course.” Something tells me he is going to micromanage this pregnancy with strategic precision. “Okay then.” Enrico stands and shakes the doctor’s hand. “Thank you. We’ll see you in a month.”
He takes my hand and we walk out through the swanky surgery. When we make our way to the car, I try my hardest to not notice the bodyguards. I’m still on edge.
Enrico opens my door and I get in. He walks around to the driver’s side and slides in beside me.
“We’re going to be parents?” He smirks as he starts the car.
I hunch my shoulders up. He looks over and we smile goofily at each other.
No matter what else is going on in our lives at the moment, this right here is all that matters.
I can’t believe this is happening.
“I love you.” He kisses me softly and I melt into him. I can whine all I want about things that go bump in the night, but I could never whine about him.
He is perfect.
“Can we go out to lunch to officially celebrate?” I ask.
“I’d rather go home and celebrate.” He kisses me again.
I know this kiss, it’s an emotion overload kiss. The type he gives me when we have to be close.
“Lunch first.” I smile.
He exhales heavily.
“Everyone’s looking at us.”
“Who cares? I’m having a baby. I’ll do whatever I fucking like.” He forces himself to refocus. “Lunch… then the afternoon in bed.”
“I’m not quite sure that pregnant women spend the afternoon in bed doing rude things, Mr. Ferrara.”
He gives me the best come fuck me look of all time. “Mine does.”
He pulls out into the traffic and we drive for a while.
“We will have to bring the wedding forward.”
My eyes flick over to him in question.
“I don’t want anyone to know until we are married. I don’t want them to think this is a shotgun wedding.”
“Okay.” I think for a moment. “I wish it happened a little later. I know the timing isn’t that great.”
