"Sorry," he chuckles, leaning up to my face so he can kiss me. "Good morning, my precious."
"Don't say that, you sound like Gollum from The Lord Of The Rings; it's creepy."
"Sorry again, beautiful."
"Better," I giggle. He gently places his lips on mine in an amazing, spontaneous kiss. We eventually pull back and I feel a slight moving sensation coming from the twins. "They're moving again, Carlos!"
"It's unfair that I can't feel it," he sighs, moving his hand over my growing belly.
"It's unfair that I'm fat but I'm not complaining," I respond.
"That is the understatement of the century," he laughs.
"Yeah, you're right," I agree, chortling at the end. I always complain about my bump, I have since the start and I will continue to do so. Carlos c***s his head to the side as if he was l
