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I tuck some of his sweaty hair back. “You’re going to make a great daddy.”
Drew’s eyes widen. “You think?”
I nuzzle his cheek. “Iknow.”
“Thanks.”
He threads his fingers through mine and pulls our clasped hands into the air. The ring twinkles like a star in the sky. I haven’t even realized how the room has darkened around us in the twilight hours.
“Mine, mine, mine,” Drew mutters, then kisses the ring.
The day has been too long. And I could fall asleep right here in Drew’s arms feeling safe and loved, forever.
But…
“I’m starving,” I say against his neck.
“Oh, I bet you are, mama.” Drew trails kisses down to my stomach and lingers there with a smile. “Can’t have you hungry.” He gets up out of bed (to my disappointment) and starts to prowl for his phone. “What are you in the mood for? Tacos? Pasta?” He spots the phone on the dresser and starts to type around. “Both? Or something else?”
I can only smile as I watch him type on his phone. Already trying to take care of me and our family.
Drew looks at me. “Anything sound good?”
My smile spreads into a grin. “All of it.”
* * *
With belliesfull of both tacos and pasta, we retreat to bed together again, love drunk and exhausted from the trials of the day. To think just a few hours ago, I was questioning Drew’s commitment to me.
Now, I’m in his bed while he strokes the gentle curve of my stomach, his mouth resting against my skin, talking softly to our baby.
“I know you can’t understand me yet.”
I laugh.
“You’ve still got a few weeks to go before that.”
I stroke his hair softly and smile, letting my eyes flutter shut. I feel so lucky that the man I love is so invested in our baby’s growth. Drew hasn’t looked away from our pregnancy for a second. Which leads me to believe it was never a mistake. Not really. How can something so full of love be labeled an accident?
“But I can’t resist.”
I rest my hand over Drew’s, the one that curves the slightest bit over my changing form. It’s only going to get stranger by the day, watching myself shift to grow a whole human inside of me.
I wouldn’t trade it, though. Not for the world.
“I love you, little D.”
“LittleD?!” I ask incredulously.
“Yeah! Our names are both D names, so our baby has to have a D name too, don’t you think?” Drew says, hapless smile on his lips.
I roll my eyes. “That sounds like we’re on some sitcom from the nineteen fifties.”
“Yeah, I love it.”
I sigh into the pillow. This is not a conversation I am willing to have right now, when I’m in a food coma. Names can come later. For now, I relish Drew’s ongoing monologue to our baby who can’t yet hear it.
“You won’t have to worry about a thing, baby. Because Daddy loves you and Mommy loves you.” Drew grins at me. “And Mommy loves Daddy.”
