~James would joke "if you guys were to have a kid, it would be like Russian roulette what eye colour it would get. With your green and blue and your brown and purple eye".~
Now I know what you're thinking and no, just because my family is rich, that...
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"WHAT THE FUCK, Dan tell me you didn't" he looked really sheepish all day and now I know why, "it was one time, she fucking pierced the condom", the dipshit went and got a puck bunny pregnant and now she just leaked the news to the press, Abby is going to be really busy tonight, unfortunately for me as I was going to ask her to officially be my girlfriend. "Dude, did you seriously not lean anything from coaches annual speech, never use their condoms always provide your own, at least you know they aren't tampered with."
The rest of practice consisted of Dan getting ripped into whilst actually training, Jerry was unusually quiet today so after practice I pulled him aside. "You alright bro", "no, I can't stop thinking about this girl, but she's with someone else" I am really hoping he isn't talking about Abby, because I will commit murder if he is, "well, there is nothing you can do if she's with someone else, she has to make up her own mind", "I know, but she didn't give me a chance she told me that she would never leave this other dude", he's talking about Abby, "dude, if this is Abby we're talking about, you know she is pregnant with my child and secondly, don't try and force her to like you if she is with someone else", "sorry bro, I just can't stop thinking about her" this fucker better stop talking. With clenched fists I reply "keep my girlfriend out of your head and mind and focus on your game".
I got home and found it empty, with no sign Abby has been home since she left this morning. I know with all the added stress of Dan's fuck up and her being pregnant, she will forget to eat. So after preparing her a meal I drove to the offices, where I found her on the phone which is resting between her ear and shoulder, signing some paper work with her right hand and typing on her laptop with her left, all while Jenny looks to be having a meltdown in a meeting with the pregnant puck bunny. I call over Abby's boss Jasmine "Jas, can I steal Abby. She hasn't eaten and she's obviously pregnant", "of course, tell her to take a break I'll sort the incident out for the next hour or so".
I walk into Abby's office, pick her up bridal style and carried her out of the building towards my truck, where I have the basket of food waiting despite her protest. She looks mad at me until I show her the sweet potato mash and white chocolate along with pickles and apricot jam, the two foods she has been non stop craving for a couple of weeks. "I cleared it with Jas, you have an hour break because the stress and lack of food isn't good for you or baby Dawson", I said as I chowed down on my protein packed noodles, "baby Archer, he will be getting your surname", I feel my heart melt at the idea of our child having my name, so I smash her lips into mine until I taste the gross combination of sweet potato mash with white chocolate, pickles and apricot jam, then pull away, she giggles as I press a kiss on to her 3 month old bump.
Once I had walked her back to the madness of her office I kissed her goodbye not before whispering "you, me and a takeaway tonight", she nodded rather excitably and said "Chinese, please", I giggle at her adorable face before kissing her forehead and saying, "of course darling" really accenting my Texas accent that I know she likes as she just clenched her thighs together.
Abby is currently lounging on the sofa in my t-shirt I have been wearing today with no underwear, both legs perched in a 90 degree angle with her feet on the coffee table as she watches the Brooklyn nine-nine episode where Terry gets his vasectomy as I'm plating up her Chinese house noodles with sweet and sour fried balls and prawn crackers and my vegetable egg fried rice. Tonight I'm going to ask her to be my girlfriend, by giving her my families ring on a chain, its what my dad did for mum and its a very sweet gesture in my opinion, almost welcoming her into the family without the marriage stage.
"Baby" she turned around so that I could give her, the food which she made grabby hands at. Once we are settled and eating as we laugh along with our program I turn to her after pausing the programme, "so, this might seem very forward and maybe too soon, but I love you so much, will you wear this for the rest of your life. (I hand her the necklace and move my ring, which is a simple band with the word Archer craved with cursive writing into the inside) its the Archer family ring, and has been passed down to every first born male in the family for 5 or 6 generations to give to the love of his life when he meets her, and for me that's you" she has tear brimming her eyes, before agreeing I speak again "the only catch, I want to call you my girlfriend until I pop the question, probably after baby is born", "yes, I'll be you girlfriend, are you sure you want me to have this?", I pull her to be sitting in between my legs before putting the necklace on and kissing her neck and head "of course I want you to have it, your my girlfriend now baby".
We fall asleep wrapped up in each other smiling from ear to ear as we have now taken another step in our new life as a family together.
