Mr Valderrama | Dilmer

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(Y'all ain't ready)

Wilmer had went to the grocery story so I decided I would have a relaxing bath. It's been a few days since my emotional breakdown, if you could call it that. His birthday was coming up and I still hadn't gotten him anything. I would have to figure something out.

Just as I got out of the bath, I heard the door open and heard Wilmer's voice. "Baby, where are you?" He called. "Bathroom." I knew that any second he would open the door and see me in nothing but a towel. Just as I expected he walked in. I saw his tongue dart out of him mouth and wet his lips. "I have a surprise for you." He told me clearing his throat. "You can kiss me if you want." I said knowing that's what he wanted. "I'm afraid that if I do then I'll start kissing every inch of your body." I let a smirk appear on my face, "I wouldn't mind that at all." He slowly walked over to me but I stopped him, pulling his shirt from his body and throwing it over my head. My towel was now on the floor and I was kissing him. When I pulled away I slipped on my underwear and Wilmer reached his hand for me to take.

"So I know you've been quite down lately because of the whole baby situation so I got you something that I hope will cheer you up." Wilmer explained before placing a small box on my lap. I smiled at him and he nodded to tell me I could open it. What I saw when I opened the box was the cutest thing ever making me clasp my hands over my mouth. "You got me a pug?" I asked picking the puppy up in my arms. "Yeah baby, I did." He smiled kissing my head. "I want a proper kiss." I pouted. He leaned over and kissed me, letting his lips linger. "Thank you so much, she's so cute." I giggled excitedly. "So what are you going to name her?" Wilmer asked me, I thought about it and knew it. "Cinders." I said smiling at the puppy who had fallen asleep on my arms. "Well she's your baby," he told me, making me look at him, "no she's our baby." I grinned. He leaned over kissing me again.

Two weeks had went by and it was Wilmer's birthday but he unfortunately had work. I had been throwing up the past week and Wilmer told me to go and see a doctor, so that's what I was doing whilst he was at work. When I got to the doctors office I got signed in and waited for them to call my name. "Demi?" I heard, I looked up and saw the doctor standing there. I stood up and followed the doctor into the room.

"What can I help you with today?" She asked. "Well the past week I've been throwing up and my boyfriend was worried so he told me to come in." I told her. She nodded her head. "Is it okay if I do a quick ultrasound?" She asked. I nodded but was confused. She motioned me to lie down on the bed thing and lift my top up. She placed the cold gel on my stomach and moved the little stick around. She turned to me with a smile on her face. "Congratulations Demi, you're pregnant. Around four weeks along" She wiped the gel off of my stomach and my eyes widened in shock. "But I took a test and it said negative?" "Sometimes the tests can be faulty." She explained I nodded my head and thanked her before pulling my top down.

I smiled when an idea came to my mind. "Would you mind writing 'happy birthday daddy' on my stomach?" I asked chuckling a little. "Of course." She grabbed a pen and wrote on my stomach. I thanked her and left the doctors office.

Once I got back home I prepared dinner for Wilmer, a smile on my face the whole time. I kept glancing at my stomach, thinking of he bum that will appear soon. I had just set the table when Wilmer got home. "Happy birthday baby." I smiled and kissed him.

We had finished eating and Wilmer walked over to me putting his arms around my waist. "I love you." He smiled kissing me, "I love you too." I kissed him back and he lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. He carried me through to the bedroom not once taking his lips from mine.

When he placed me on the bed he slowly rubbed his hands up and down my thighs having easy access because I had a skirt on. He started tracing circles on my inner thigh close to my center, "Wilmer," I gasped when his fingers traced over the wetness on my panties. Then he stops, moving up to kiss my lips.

His fingers play with the hem of my shirt and I knew that in seconds he would know. I sit up so he can pull it off and when it is his gaze drops to my stomach and a happy expression sits on his face. "You're pregnant?" He asked smiling. I nodded my head and a tear fell down my cheek. "There's a baby in there." He rubbed my stomach still smiling. "Yeah babe. We're going to be parents." I said watching his face. I saw him tear up and he was still grinning. He kissed me again passionately. "We've created a baby and in less than 9 months we'll met our little girl or boy." I told him smiling wide.

"I love you so much Demi." "I love you so much too Wilmer." We stared into each other's eyes smiling. "I'm going to make love to you but promise you'll tell me if I hurt you?" He asked. I nodded, I love how caring he was being and I'm glad he took the news well. In this moment I am happier than I've ever been before.

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