Violet
“Holy shit.”
I looked down at myself.
That probably wasn't the reaction most pregnant women wanted from their husbands.
“Excuse me?”
Doom stood in the bathroom doorway staring at my stomach.
“Your ass got bigger overnight.”
My mouth dropped open.
“You really know how to make a pregnant woman feel beautiful.”
“Didn't say you weren't beautiful.”
“You just said I got huge overnight!”
“Didn't say huge.”
“You were thinking it.”
Doom walked over and put both hands on my stomach.
At a little over twenty weeks pregnant with triplets, there was absolutely no hiding them anymore.
My stomach had seemingly exploded over the last month.
Dr. Cole had warned me.
My body was making room for three rapidly growing babies.
Apperently they had decided they needed all the room immediat
