“Well, that’s a given, but there’s something else. I took a new job, this one in a pediatrician’s office in town. I love my father, but working with him wasn’t working out, and I didn’t want to commute further than I was already. This way, I’m closer to the house, and it’s only a small pay cut.” I close on that last bit.
“All I care about is that you got a job you love if you wanna work. If not, I make more than enough to support us and our future family.” God, I fucking love this man.
“It’s a good thing because in about eight months, I’ll be on maternity leave.” I plop the news out. It’s honestly a shocker we made it this long without me becoming pregnant. We’ve never used any protection, and he has damn sure never not come inside me.
“Fuck, really?” One of his hands moves to my stomach. I’m only six weeks along, so there’s no bump yet, but there will be.
“Yes, it’s still new, so if we could keep this news to ourselves a little bit longer, I’d really like that.” The doctor said I shouldn’t have any problems, but I’d rather be safe than sorry.
“Anything you want, Monroe, anything at all. Love you, trouble.” He kisses my forehead, but that’s not enough.
“I love you, Hunter.” My lips seek his. Cheers break out around us, but nothing could stop us from committing this moment to our memories, just the three of us.