Anxious

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I'm really getting into this storyline, I have one massive part that I'm already writing, I think I'll post it tomorrow (If I have a chance) or the day after, I think you would really like it!

It was a few days later, and it is a few days until Grace was due to arrive. Connie and Jacob had the day off, and Connie's sickness had been on and off, and she was now getting increasingly worried she was pregnant. After being sick this morning, she knew she had to tell Jacob today, she couldn't wait any longer.

Little did Connie know, Jacob had already sussed it out. He went down to the pharmacy after work yesterday and bought 2 tests, to be sure. He was going to wait until Connie brought it up though, he wanted to give her a bit of space.

As Connie climbed back into bed, she knew this was the time to tell Jacob.

"Babe, you love me right?" Connie asked.

"More than you could describe baby, you are my world" Jacob replied softly, hugging Connie tightly.

Connie looked up at Jacob.

"I think.. I think I might be pregnant." Connie trembled, terrified that Jacob would leave her.

Jacob whipped the pregnancy tests out of his drawer.

"I thought so, I bought these on my way home from work yesterday." He chuckled to Connie.

Connie forced out a smile, still terrified for the results. She entered the bathroom, her hands shaking.

Moments later Connie returned with the two tests, waiting for the results.

The pair waited in silence, both anxious for the result. After a few minutes, two blue lines appeared on the test. Connie couldn't believe her eyes. She was pregnant. She turned round to face Jacob, anxious for his response.

Jacob was beaming. He couldn't be happier. Connie is the love of his life, and they were finally going to be a family. He pulled Connie closer and kissed her passionately, ecstatic with the result. Connie relaxed, she was so happy Jacob was pleased.

"So you won't leave me them?" Connie asked

"Never in a million years." Jacob replied simply, putting a hand on Connie's stomach.

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