For @anewday4me Thank you for requesting.
You paced the length of the hallway. It was a nervous habit of yours.
"Hey baby!" AJ greeted you from the doorway.
"Baby? What baby?" You asked, the word made you skittish.
"Are you okay?" He asked, dropping his bag on the floor.
"I'm fine, you should....go shower!" You instructed, pushing him into the bathroom.
"Leslie, are you okay?" He asked again, only this time with mire concern.
"Be safe in there!" You told him, while closing the door.
Once you heard the water start, you sank into the couch.
"How do I tell him I'm pregnant?" You sighed.
One thing you knew is that he didn't want kids, at least not right now. Everything is about football, all the time.
Your heart began to race when the water stopped, and you were sure you'd never been more nervous in your life.
He joined you on the couch.
"So what's the matter with you?" He asked taking your hand.
"I'm sorry," you said, tearing threatening to spill out.
"What are you talking about?" He asked.
"This was," you paused, "This was supposed to be time for you and me." You told him, starting to cry.
"Leslie, what's wrong?" He asked with a hint of panic in his voice.
"We're gonna have a baby." Your voice cracked as you told him.
His face was blank, "Say it again."
"We're gonna have a baby." You repeated, quietly.
His face slowly turned into a smile.
"That's great news!" He says joylessly, kissing you firmly.
"You're not mad?" You asked.
"Why would I be mad? We love each other, don't we?"
You simply nodded, before kissing him again.
"I don't want to get fat." You complained, resting your head on his shoulder.
"It's all the same, Leslie, I'll love you, both of you, forever and ever."
