The test came back a day later and it was positive. Cantaloupe is indeed pregnant with my child and I'm going to have my heir and I'm over the f****** moon.
I announced it to the world and they congratulated me.
Was I expecting it? I'd be stupid if I deny it. After all, we've done it so many times that night and she would always stop me from pulling out and I'll always end up emptying myself deep inside her. Was it intentional? No. Not really.
Having her in my arms let alone is a miracle itself, but having a baby with her? Now that sounds like a dream come true, but then again, I couldn't be happier knowing that she's against this. Let's face it though, we are both adults here. Both at the age to know the consequences of what we've done. We were both not ready for this kind of respon
