The White Rabbit

19.) Fallen Snowflakes

Dean and I have been in our little relationship bubble for 5 weeks now. The only people who really know about our relationship are Lyla and Kevin and reluctantly Dean's family. It's been so lovely to just be the two of us without the pressures of everyone. The holidays are coming up so I know I'll have to tell my parents eventually. I already know they'll be thrilled because they know I am living with him and pregnant with his kid so this would be icing on a Christian family's cake.

New York is having a huge snow storm tonight and everyone is staying inside to watch it play out which works in our favor because we love being home. I'm just praying we don't lose power and neither does Dean's bar and my bakery.

"It's really coming down out there." Dean whispers into my ear as he strokes my arm with me nestled in his arms in bed.

"I know, it's crazy! In all the years I've lived here, I've never seen New York like this!" I say dragging my fingers up his chest.

"Would what we did be considered Hallmark movie shit since there was snow in the background?"Dean says laughing.

"Definitely not...Hallmark doesn't do sex scenes, Dean!" I say cackling and smacking his chest.

"They don't?" He says confused but still laughing.

"No Dean! It's all romance and kisses. No sex and definitely no sex before marriage...or even a baby before marriage I'm sure." I explain laughing at his Hallmark ignorance.

"Hey, I don't watch that corny shit. How would I know!" He says laughing then places a kiss on my forehead before getting up and helping me up.

"My mom loves Hallmark movies. Like really loves them. Every Christmas she has to watch them all!" I say allowing him to help me up.

"So you grew up watching them then?"Dean asks while throwing some comfortable clothes on.

"Yes, yes I did. They're cheesy, corny, predictable and somehow in their own way...good." I admit throwing my bra and panties on.

"Alright, well then maybe we need to watch one of these top tier movies! I'll go pop us some popcorn. You going to take a shower?" Dean asks pointing my way as he begins to leave the bedroom.

"Uh ya...I haven't showered all day so ya." I admit disgusted with myself.

"Ok, stinky. You go take a shower and I'll prep us a corny, cheesy, yet good...Hallmark movie." Dean winks heading towards the kitchen to pop popcorn.

"Hey, don't pick a stupid one. Let me help, once I'm done showering!" I shout as I head into the bathroom.

"They're all stupid!" Dean laughs from the kitchen.

"Ya but some are less stupid than others!" I playfully hiss from the bathroom.

"Alright alright...shower!" He demands.

I close the door behind me and take a long look in the bathroom mirror. 26 weeks and I'm feeling gargantuan. So far I don't have any stretch marks but I know they are coming. My mom was flooded with them when she had kids and I know they're genetic so my odds aren't great with not getting them. I reach into the medicine cabinet for my Bio Oil and place it on the sink so it's ready once I'm finished showering.

I go over to the shower and turn it on so it'll get warm and I wait with my bra and panties still on. I look around for my towel only to be reminded that Dean did laundry and took mine to wash. I grunt and turn the shower off.