(Chris's POV)
I laughed at Andrea ate the donut, oblivious to the rest of the world. I chuckled, and kissed her cheek. "Chris..." She said to me after she wiped her hands. "Yeah?" I asked, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. "I bought a pregnancy test last night." She whispered in my ear. "Did you take it yet?" I asked, biting my lip. She shook her head, and icked her lips nervously. "Here, let's go to our room, and you can take it now." I took her hand in mine, and we walked to our room. She locked the door behind her, and went to the bathroom. "I'll be right back baby." I kissed her, and she went into the bathroom. I fell back into the pillows, and thought about the possibilities. I want a baby really badly, but are we responsible enough to take care of one? Probably not. I gnawed on my lip until finally Andrea called me from the bathroom. I walked in, and she showed me the test results. I sighed. "You're not pregnant..."
