I Love You (Book2)

•I LOVE YOU 29•

"Bey," I heard.

"Hmm?" I mumbled turning on my back.

"Wake up."

"Noooo.." I yawned.

"Yes. You're going to be late," Shawn said.

I opened my eyes and sighed, "I'm tired."

"You were the one that wanted to have a round after finishing some final paper," Shawn said standing up.

"Mhm.. help me up," I said stretching my hands out.

Shawn helped me up and smacked my butt, "Gimme kiss," He said poking out his lips.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and got as close as my pregnant belly would let me as I kissed him. "Ouch!" I said pulling back.

"What? You ok? Is it the baby?" Shawn asked panicking as he looked me over.

"IT KICKED!" I yelled.

"WHAT!? WHERE!?" Shawn asked feeling around my stomach.

I placed his hand where it kicked, "Kiss me," I said.

He did as I said and the baby kicked again, "Oh my God! I felt it!" Shawn said.

"My baby.. kicked. Our baby kicked. It kicked, Shawn." I said tearing up.

"What? Why are you crying, Bey?" He asked holding me.

"I'm so happy. I'm going to be a mommy," I said smiling as he swayed us.

"Come on let's eat. I know Jr. bound to be hungry," Shawn said.

I nodded and he helped me downstairs. He told me to sit down while he cooked something. While waiting for the food I just stared at the amazing muscles my husband was showing off as he cooked shirtless.

"Baby, remind me to make an appointment to find out the sex of the baby," I told Shawn.

"I'm going to forget, can you write it down for me?" He asked as he gave me my grilled cheese sandwich.

"Yeah, hand me the sticky notes on the fridge," I said pointing at them.

I wrote it down and handed him the reminder. "Did you make lunch yesterday?" Shawn asked eating.

"Babe, chew before you speak."

"Sorry," He said swallowing, "Did you?"

"Yeah, it's in the fridge. I made burgers and I made you a sandwich since you probably getting in late tonight," I said rolling my eyes at the end.

"Baby, if it were up to me I would come early every single day but I prefer coming home late this last two months and graduate early instead of studying while the baby is born or when you stay at home," he said.

"Yeah, I know. I'm just a big child that wants to be with her husband all the time," I pouted poking out my bottom lip.

"You want to take a shower together?" He asked putting our trays in the sink.

"You don't have to ask," I said standing up.

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"Mrs. Carter?"

"Here," I said raising my hand.

After going over the list and taking attendance the professor began to play a video. We had to watch a video of a therapy method with children that have dislexia and after write an essay on it.

"Can anyone tell me what they think about this video?" The profesor asked and I raised my hand.

"I think the method being used is completely wrong. The kids seem to be more stressed and they still aren't being able to over come their dislexia. Maybe it's the teacher but the method still doesn't seem efficient to me," I said after being called on.