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Chapter Sixteen

Lennox - Eight Months Later

“Mason!” I screamed from the bed.

He ran into the room. “What’s wrong? Are you in labor?” His eyes were wide, panic written all over his face.

“No, I have to pee and I can’t get out of bed. Hurry, help me up before I make a mess.” I held out my hand.

He laughed but moved closer to help me from bed.

“If this baby doesn’t come out soon, I will reach up there and get it out myself,” I threatened on the way to the bathroom. I was already two days past my due date and the little rib kicker didn’t seem to want to come out.

After using the bathroom I stepped into the shower and let the hot water pour over my swollen stomach. I hated the way I looked. I was fat, my ankles were swollen, and I peed every time I sneezed. Mason would rub my stomach and tell me how beautiful I was. I liked it at first, when the bump first started to show, but the bigger I got, the more annoying it was.

Mason stepped in behind me and wrapped his hands around me to rest on my stomach.

“Why won’t it come out?” I cried leaning my head back against his chest.

“She loves you. She doesn’t want to leave her mama.”

“Why do you keep saying she?” I asked, looking up to meet his eyes. We had agreed to wait to find out the sex of the baby.

“I hate calling her ‘it’ and that’s what I think ‘it’ is.”

“Really? You want a girl? I thought guys always wanted a boy first.”

He shrugged. “I would love to have a boy, but I’m hoping for a little girl that looks just like her mama.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead.

I spun around in his arms to shower off and smiled. “If it’s a girl, you’re going to be in so much trouble.”

“Especially if she looks anything like you.” He laughed before placing a kiss to my shoulder. “Let’s get you two some breakfast.”

“Then you really need to put the crib together. I can’t believe it isn’t done yet.” I wrapped the towel around myself and stepped out.

“I’ve been busy. I promise I will do it today.”

After dressing, we made our way downstairs for some breakfast. He handed me a cup of coffee. I moved the cup to my nose to breath in its heavenly scent.

“Why would you give me decaf? We’ve talked about this, I can have one ‘real’ cup of coffee a day.” I moved to the sink and poured it down the drain. I began making my own cup.

He always tried to slip me decaf. I knew he was just watching out for me and the baby but I needed my coffee. I had already went from four cups to one. I gave him the stink eye the whole time my cup of coffee brewed.

Mason got to work making breakfast. Most days, I was eating like a whale so he always made sure to have plenty of options. I sat down at the island and started with a cup of yogurt and some strawberries.

“I need to run by the shop today and sign off on payroll,” he said working at the stove.

“Okay, I need to get out of the house anyway.” I dipped my strawberry in my yogurt and took a bite. When the yogurt was gone, I took my first sip of delicious coffee.

“Lennox, did you hear me?” he asked, turning around at the stove to look at me.

“Shh, I’m having a moment here.” I closed my eyes as I savored my coffee.

He laughed and put a plate down in front of me. The scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast looked delicious. I put the coffee down and dug into the amazing breakfast he had cooked for me.

“Will you promise to cook for me every day?” I asked around a mouth full of bacon.

“I promise. I won’t let you starve.” He sat down next to me and my eyes fell to his plate, it had the same thing mine did, but he had a piece of bacon that looked better. I reached over and took the bacon before shoving the whole thing in my mouth.

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