“Go to sleep, Adam.” She replied, making herself comfortable on the bed and he stayed silent thinking of a way to talk to her. A few moments later, he heard her sniffles. His eyes widening, he grabbed her and turned her around to face him.
“Are you crying? Taylor, no, baby, why are you crying?” He wiped away her tears.
“Because you don’t want me and I’m going to get fat and ugly and it’s way too hot in here.” She cried and he tried not to laugh but failed miserably. “Stop laughing, it’s not funny.” She glared at him.
“Baby, I want you, I’ll always want you, even if you were a hairy monkey with like some weird disease.” He said making her giggle. “You could never be ugly. You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on. You’ll get bigger of course but it’s not because you’re fat, you’re pregnant, there’s a difference. I’d love to have sex right now but let me remind you that your parents are in the room next door and so is our son. I’m sure you don’t want them to hear us.” He told her as tears spilled from her eyes. “I love you, Taylor and nothing will ever change that.” He whispered, pulling her into his chest.
“I love you too but we are so having sex when my parents take Richard out tomorrow.”

She smirked and he laughed pecking her lips. She laid on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as he wrapped his arms around her. “Adam?” She murmured, half an hour later, checking if he was awake.


