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"Axton!" I yell his name, frowning at the jar of pickles.
"I'll be there, start the meeting." He says into his phone as walks into the kitchen. He hangs up and turns his attention onto me.
"Yes my love?" Fuck I love him. But I love the pickles more.
"Open this stupid jar please!" I whine, impatient for the tangy taste.
"And if I say no?" he raises his eyebrows and I roll my eyes.
"Then you can get another fiance," I mumble pushing past him and walking to the couch.
"Well, in that case, do you know where I can find another fiance?" he asks me and I throw a grey throw pillow at him.
"Easy Soph, you might actually hit me." he chuckles and I glare at him, which makes him grin even more.
"I gotta head to the office, but I'll pick you up at five, I wanna take you somewhere." He tells me and instantly gains my interest.
"Where?" I ask like he'll answer.
"You're gonna have to wait, in the meantime, here's you're jar of pickles." I smile as he hands me the open jar.
"Thank you baby." I smile and he just smiles, looking at me.
"What?" I ask hm.
"Nothing." he shakes his head.
Okay then.
"I'll see you later okay?" he kisses me.
"Be safe." I say against his lips.
"Always baby." he pulls away and walks out the door.
"Just us now my loves." I look down at my still flat stomach, believe it or not I can't wait for the bump to start showing! And yes, I know it's early but I like talking to them.
I was discharged from the hospital a few days ago, since then, I've learnt that Kiara is my half-sister, she is in fact not pregnant with Axton's child, hell she isn't even pregnant. She used it as a excuse so that she can stay in New York, to and I quote 'Destroy Kimberly Rivera.' Yeah good luck with that.
All our family members know we're expecting babies, and everything is hidden from the media. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love all my fans, they're so supportive and amazing! But for now, my pregnancy as well as my engagement will be kept private. Speaking of engagement, Axton isn't happy about how we were engaged, he said it was too rushed, but I love it. It's unique and will really add character to the 'I objected to your dad's marriage with another woman.' part of the story that I tell our kids. He said he'll leave it at that. Hopefully.
Ihead into our bedroom and into the closet, taking a white dress and a brown coat off the hangers, I quickly change, put on some heels and fix my hair and make-up. I grab a purse and I'm ready to go to the office. I take all the lights off and grab my keys, making my way out the apartment. I walk to the elevator, which opens filled with people, but the left corner grabs my attention. A woman and her son. He holds onto his mom's hand firmly as the elevator goes down the floors, his brown eyes staring into mines. I smile at him and he returns it, turning back to his mom.
