sammi's pov
nine months later
"babe, you ready to go?" jack asked as he tied his tie while looking in the mirror.
jack and i hadn't had any time to ourselves now that i'm going to college classes and he's taken up working part time with his father.
tonight, we were planning on going out to eat at a nice restaurant and maybe shop around the mall a bit before going home to our apartment to watch netflix.
"hold on, i need to put on my shoes." i said, waddling over to my closet and attempting to bend over.
as you may remember, i am pregnant. eight months and twenty-eight days pregnant to be exact. pregnant did not look good on me, it looks like i've swallowed three watermelons.
our baby girl, paisley faith gilinsky, was due any day now.
"let me get those for you, baby." jack swooped over to me and grabbed my black flats, handing them to me.
"i was going to get them.. but thank you, love." i smiled, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"sure thing, babe." he winked, grabbing his phone and keys while i tried my best to put on my shoes.
"i'll help yo-"
"no, i've got this." i interrupted him, successfully putting them both on.
"okay, let's go." i shooed him out the door, slipping a few pain killers into my clutch on the way out.
skip to restaurant
"wow, this is really nice." i looked around at all of the expensive decor placed around the italian restaurant.
"it better be nice for what i paid for.." jack mumbled, glancing down at the menu.
"what'd you just say?" i raised an eyebrow.
"i said you look absolutely beautiful, my love." he glanced up at me and smiled.
i looked down at my attire, seeing the loose black maternity dress and black flats which both looked tacky as hell. it seems like there's no cute maternity clothing anywhere.
"thank you, baby. you look very handsome as well." i smiled back at him, his eyes gleaming with love.
"what looks good here?" he looked back down at the menu, scanning over the italian cuisine.
"you sure do, that's for sure." i looked over at him and bit my lip teasingly.
since the pregnancy, we've both agreed we aren't gonna have sex, just because the thought of banging me while there's a baby inside me scares the hell out of jack. (i know you can fuck while pregnant don't come after me)
he glanced at me and teased me back, biting his lip then running a hand through his brown locks.
right as i was about to do something back to him, i felt an unfamiliar sensation between my legs, followed by a gush of fluid.
