The Bad Boy And The Tomboy

Really?

Grey's POV
"I want to be a dad." I say honestly. She gives me the "Are you serious" look. I grab her hand. "Yes." I smile small at her. She looks up at me teary eyed and smiles. We get up and hug. She cries into my shoulder. "Promise?" She says looking at me with her beautiful crystallized blue eyes. I feel myself about to cry. "I promise you." We hug. "Can I see your belly?" I say laughing. She giggles. "Sure." She lifts up her shirt to see a bump forming on her pale stomach. I touch it as she jumps. "God! Grey! Why are your hands so cold?!" She yelps. I laugh. I feel the hard bump. I smile. "Hey I'm going to go to sleep." She says yawning. "Okay, is it ok if I crash here too?" "Yeah, of course. There's actually some of your clothes in the laundry room." "Okay." I walk to the laundry room. I see my white shirt and sweats. I walk in her room. "Hey I'm going to take a shower." I say rubbing my neck. "Okay." She says looking down

Phoebe's POV
My bed has the best warmth. I thought. I turn on my side. The door opens. I turn to see a very shirtless Grey. God if I wasn't pregnant, we'd be fucking so hard right now. No! Bad Phoebe! "Hey." Grey says in a friendly but seductive voice. "Hi." I say playing with my hair. He smiles at me. He sits on my bed. I look at him. "When did you decide you wanted to be a dad?" I say curiously. "Well, I just remembered what my dad was like, he never stayed at the house, never payed any attention to us and was just a complete asshole. So I thought about it and I just wanted to be a better dad than my own." He says looking away from me. He looks into my eyes. They sparkle at me. "I know we can do this Phoebe." I smile. He grabs my dainty hand. "Never lose hope." I sadly smile. "We need to go to sleep, I have an appointment tomorrow." I say yawning. "Ooooooh! Okay." Grey says like an excited three year old. I laugh and turn off my lamp. "I love you." I hear him whisper. I smile. "I love you too." This is the weirdest but best day ever.