Chapter 14: The Renaissance

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*Four months later*

I woke up with my head laying against Robin's bare chest. He was astonishingly beautiful in the mornings. I didn't want to disturb him. All felt right. Just as the perfect moment came, it left. My phone started buzzing uncontrollably. Fucking alarms gotta ruin my mornings. I reached across the bed and shut off my phone before standing up out of the bed, careful to not awaken Robin. As soon as my feet hit the soft carpet, I dashed to the bathroom. More morning sickness... great. When I finished, I wiped my mouth off and dropped my hair down my back. 

"Well your morning has been great so far.." I heard a groggy, yet sexy voice. I looked up and saw him.

"Yeah... just wonderful. When with this damn morning sickness end?" I spoke roughly. 

Robin placed his hand on the top of my abdomen. It had grown a lot in the past few months. 

"Babe, I'm fat." I pouted like a child. He couldn't help but laugh.

" You aren't fat. You are four months pregnant though." our lips brushed together softly. My phone rang again.

"Bloody hell." I rolled my eyes and got to my iPhone. It was Killian. Why the hell was Killian Jones calling me, Regina Mills?

"Hello?" I asked, placing the phone on speaker.

"Gina, yeah it"s Killian. Can you come to Emma and my house tonight? For dinner?" He asked. I looked over at Robin. Of course, he nodded.

"Yeah, what time do you want me there?" I asked.

"7. And bring Robin?" he said with excitement. I heard a few things in the background before he hung up. I assumed it was just him telling Emma. 

I sighed and went upstairs. Time to get this fat belly into something acceptable.


 Sorry guys. Really short and shitty chapter. But, *Cough cough* PAIGE FUCKING EVELYN WILLIAMS HAD TO MAKE ME UPDATE!! I also kind of have writers block for this story so comment some ideas.

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