His Family Bought Her

34

Fifteen weeks.

I'm fifteen whole weeks.

I stare at myself in the mirror, running my hand down my now small baby bump and smile to myself.

This is becoming so real to me. I'm going to be a mother.

Logan walked into the room, drying his hair off with a towel, "Cris, what are you-" he begins saying.

"I have a bump!" I turn to him and smile.

"When did that happen?" He says, coming up and running his hand over the bump.

"I have no clue. It just showed up." I say and he smiles, thinking I don't see it.

"How are you feeling?" He asks.

"I'm not nauseous like i used to be, but I'm hungrier." I say with a chuckle.

"Well let's get you some food. There's a morning meeting today in half an hour with the gang. You can come if you'd like, there will be food." he says.

"I'm in. Let me just get changed." I say heading over to the closet.

"Sei già bellissima amore mio." he says walking out of the room.
(you look beautiful already my love.)

I grab my favorite brown sweater Logan had bought me. I also grabbed a pair of leggings to go with. I then walk out of the closet and towards the bathroom to change.

"Come on love, you can change out here." Logan says from the bed.

I stop just inside the doorway of the bathroom and turn around to face him, "You wish." I said shutting the door.

"Shit did I say that out loud?" Logan yelled.

"Yes." I giggled.

I got changed and left the bathroom to see Logan laying on the bed texting, "What are you doing?" I say, flopping down next to him.

"Texting Harrison." He said.

"Who's that?" I asked moving my head so it was closer to his shoulder.

"My brother."

"You have a brother?" I ask excitedly.

"Yes."

"How old is he? Is he cute like you? Where has he been this whole time?" I ask every question I could think of.

"You think I'm cute?" He asks shutting his phone off and looking at me.

"Well yes."

"Just cute?" he says playfully.

"Maybe." I say slightly shrugging.

He then gets on top of me and starts tickling me with one hand while the other restrains my hands, "I'm just cute? Not handsome or sexy?" he says in a low voice.

"Yes! Just cute!" I say between laughs.

"Say I'm sexy and i'll stop." he says.

"Logan I might pee my pants stop it!" I yell out.

"Say it."

"Stop it!"

"Say it love."

"You're very sexy!" I yell still laughing.

He stops tickling me, still holding my hands above my head as i catch my breath. His fave hovers over mine, eyes looking back and forth between mine.

"Dio, non so come trattenermi intorno a te. Voglio solo baciarti proprio qui, proprio ora." He said quietly.
(God, I dont know how to restrain myself around you. I just want to kiss you right here, right now.)

"Is now a bad time to tell you I've been practicing a little Italian?" I whispered.

"You have?"

"Just a little. I don't know exactly what you said," I said before freeing one of my hands and crashing our lips together.

After a few seconds we broke the kiss, "but it had something to do with that." I said breathless.

"God you're so beautiful. But we have to get going my love."