My Favourite Girl

Bella

I'm 19 weeks pregnant, and I'm ready to give birth already. Am I scared of giving birth, though? Yes. My symptoms that have been kiling me are now slowly going, but I still have sleeping problems with some pain here and there but not as bad. Thank God.

"I'm ready to give birth if I'm being honest here." I said to Emma and Vivian. We were planning to have dinner together since Emma now has a bf? Me and Vivian thought she would be the last to get one, and yet we were correct.

"Okay, so you guys want to do dinner then?" I asked, and they both agreed. "Also, guys, I was wondering if it is like a triple date because we haven't met Emma's new mysterious man yet!" I said in excitedly. I heard Emma giggle.

"Settles then meet out at mine, and we can see where we want to go, I guess?"

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"Table for 6, please." Chase said. Chase was wearing some jeans for tonight with some trainers and a baggy top. I may want to give birth to 10 kids for this man. Me and the girls got to talk talking at the table while the men talked about.. I don't know what they talk about.

"Omg guys, I've never met someone so charming he's such a gentleman! I would beg on my knees just for an hour with him if I had to." Emma said.

"You ready to order?" Chase asked me.

"Yeah, I'm ready, but it depends if anyone is as well."

We all ended up ordering, and we were now all in a conversation. Chase was talking, and while I was sort of playing attention, I was admiring his arms. The veins going up his forearm have me weak and slightly turned on.

His silver watched matched with his only bracelets he wore, and they made his hands look good. Hear me out here, but his throat was looking absolutely good. (an- tell me throats don't look fine on some people 😓).

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These pregnancy hormones have me fucked up because why an still turned on from our dinner. Emma and Vivian left with their partners a while ago. We met Emma's new man, and he's definitely something. I think we just have a different type.

I sat on the seat on the sofa next to Chase. We both snuggled on the seat. "You looked really good today at dinner. Start wearing more jeans, please." I say. Chase chuckled. "Maybe." He kissed my head.

"So what do you think of Emma's new man Tom then?" I asked.

"He's actually a really good guy, but he was a little weird at first, but once we talked more, it was more fun." He said. "Oh, okay then."

He looked at me and gave me a questionable look. "Why? Are you unsure?" He asked me.

"I'm just weirded out by him he didn't really seem all that, but I know we have different types, but as long as she's happy. I just have this feeling that he's weird." He nodded in repsosnse.

"Maybe you're just paranoid because she's never really had a stable or good relationship." He said. I thought to myself. Maybe? I'm sure he's a great guy I breathe. "I'm tired. Let's go to bed." I got up feeling my body wanting my bed more and more.