BRIAN’S POV
“Rosa! You coming? We’re running late! I hollered down the hallway, glancing at my watch in frustration. Honestly, what was it with women and being late all the time? We were just going to see the obstetrician for f**k’s sake.
“Geez Brian,” Rosaline huffed, hopping towards me and trying to slip on her heels in the process. “You’d think you’re the pregnant one here, come on, let lose.” She teased playfully, but I paid her no mind, my eyes focusing on the long strappy things she was wearing. “Are you sure you should be wearing those though?”
She shot me a pointed look. “You do know I’m only pregnant, not invalid, right?” She inched close to me, planting a light kiss on my lips. “I’m really glad you’re all in with me, Brian,”
“I’m really glad I am too, Rosa.” I admitted softl
