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ConnieBMasters is running a competition, I think it would be so much fun to see what we could come up with. Entry date as been extended. Wonder how many ways we could knock Connie up lol.
I'm entering this as an example but I have a different one in mind to, hope you will join in. Ideas don't have to be hundreds of words long, let's go for interesting scenarios.
#JonniePregnantComp2016
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Connie sat behind her desk buried in paperwork, she had purposely kept herself busy to occupy her thoughts

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Connie sat behind her desk buried in paperwork, she had purposely kept herself busy to occupy her thoughts.
Last week she had received some terrifying news. News that was only just beginning to sink in, she was slowly processing it and coming to terms with it.
Jacob on the other hand still had no idea. Looking at her watch Connie sighed, Jacob was due in any minute to start his shift and she still had no clue how to tell him or how he would react.
Hearing a knock on the door Connie looked up to see Jacob wonder in. "Hey sweet cheeks." He smiled happily at her.
"Hey muscles." Said Connie looking less happy.
"You ok?" Asked Jacob a little concerned.
"I'm fine...I've just got a few things on my mind." Explained Connie.
"Well I think I know what's bothering you." Exclaimed Jacob looking pleased with himself.
Connie's eyes went wide, how could he possibly know.
"Your psychic now?" Asked Connie Slightly worried.
"You've not been able to track down the idiot that's parked in your space yet, have you?" He smirked.
"What?" Asked Connie confused.
"The black Mercedes....parked in your spot." Jacob explained.
Connie smiled up at him before standing and moved to lean on the front of her desk. "Staff Nurse Masters I don't appreciate you calling me an idiot!" She said folding her arms across her chest.
"No...I wasn't calling you an idiot...I was calling the person in who took their life into their own hands when they decided to pull into a space clearly signposted for the Clinical Lead." Explained Jacob quickly not wanting to upset her.
"Jacob...I'm the idiot...that's my car." Said Connie her smile widening.
"Ye, right...you expect to to believe you got rid of your pride and joy?" Laughed Jacob thinking Connie was messing with him.
"I'm serious..." Connie moved from the space where she was leaning and went back around the desk, pulling out something from her bottom draw and handing it to Jacob.
"Your number plates!" Exclaimed Jacob in shock.
"Believe me now?....they'll eventually go on the new car...I'm just waiting for some paperwork to come though." She told him.
"When did all this happen?...you loved that car!" Said Jacob.
"I went into the dealer last week and then made the exchange this morning...and yes, I did love it...but it wasn't very practical...the three of us didn't fit in it..." Said Connie referring to the fact that if herself, Jacob and Grace wanted to go out they would always have to use Jacob's car. "....it's not fair on you to having to keep driving us everywhere."
"I told you I'd put you on my insurance." Said Jacob shaking his head.
"I don't know what he big deal is...the new cars very nice to..." chuckled Connie. "...it's not like I swapped my Mercedes for a skip!...it's another newer Mercedes, just with four doors!"
"Its not a sports model that you like." Grinned Jacob knowing her all to well.
Connie took a deep breath, she needed to tell him her news. Taking the number plates from his hands and dropping them on the desk she looked nervously up at him then said.
"You can't fit a car seat in a sports car Jacob."
Jacob frowned. "A car seat...why would you need a car seat!?"
Connie waited patiently for what she had said to sink in. Ever so slowly she watched as Jacob's eyebrows raise up and a grin appear on his face.
"Your....?" He tried to ask.
Connie gave him a small nod. "Yes."
"How far?" Jacob asked in amazement.
"Its still early days...about 8 weeks...I'm presuming that conference we attended was a little more productive than we thought." Smiled Connie realizing Jacob was pleased with the bomb shell she'd just dropped.
Taking hold of her, Jacob spun Connie around as they both grinned happily at each other.

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