6 years later
*Ami*
"Are you okay baby ?" Cory looks at me with concern across the table. We are sitting in a nice restaurant having dinner.
I smile a calm smile and put a hand on my stomach. "There was just a little bandit in here who felt like using mommy's bladder as a soccer ball."
"Oh, he is gonna be such a little troublemaker, that one," he says, looking at me lovingly, his eyes so warm and soft.
I send him a lopsided smile. "Yes, I have an inkling that he is going to be very much like his daddy."
"Do you even know how exquisitely beautiful you are when you are pregnant?" He grabs my hand, squeezing it softly.
I pull a face at him. "Oh yeah, it's not like I look like a beached whale at all."
"Then you are the most beautiful beached whale ever. I can't seem to keep my eyes or
