Poppy's P.O.V
The warm afternoon sun glared into the living room windows as I lounged on the couch. The house has become much more of a home over the past month or so. Ashton now spends half the day at the Packhouse making preparations. I looked up at the clock that was perched on the bookcase.
Oh, he should be home soon.
I closed the book in front of me. I grabbed the tea on the side table, sipping it slowly as I enjoyed the minty taste. I lifted my eyesight to the outside of the large window, my eyes scanning over the large manicured back garden. The sun blazed onto the bright green grass as I used my incredibly pregnant stomach as a table for my tea. My due date was now quickly approaching. My free hand caressed my stomach as I felt the life inside of me moving about.
"Poppy? Are yo
