Baby Payne

Baby Payne-Chapter 14

Liam was laying next to me when I woke up, with his arms wrapped around my waist. I'm guessing he crawled into bed with me when he got home from whatever he and the boys did. It was his bed after all, so It couldn't really blame him all that mush for just climbing in.

Even though I wasn't tired anymore, I just wanted to stay in the bed and just lay there with him. It was really comfortable, and warm. I didn't feel like I had to get out, or like it was awkward or anything. It was more like I was meant to be there, snuggled into him.

I wanted to tell him what had happened before I fell asleep, that the baby was kicking. Maybe he felt it last night or would feel it now, as he had his arms wrapped around my slightly swollen waist. I wasn't really sure though, maybe he just thought my stomach had been acting up.

For some reason, I just really wanted to live in that perfect moment and have Liam wake up to me telling him the great news. He would be so happy, I knew he would. He was really involved in everything and this kind of news would make him even more inthusiastic.

But that could also mean that he was going to be even more protective of me. Now that the baby was starting to become more real, something we were prepared for, he felt like he had to protect me from everything. Let me out of his sight yesterday was something he had let me do only one other time and that was only for about ten minutes.

Maybe the fact that the baby was kicking was a good sign about it's health. The doctor told me that I may have complications, and I had gone to a few appointments to make sure everything was going okay. But, I thought it was a pretty good sign that the baby was doing what other babies did at this time.

Hopefully, this would work out.

I snuggled my back closer to his chest, and his arms tightened around my waist. He pulled me even closer to him, if it was possible, and nuzzled his head into my neck, taking a deep breath. He wanted me close adding to my theory of how protective he was over me and the baby.

What was really surprising was that he was such a snuggler, though I probably should have figured it out as he was such a sweet guy. The fact that he was so sweet and caring with me anyway gave him the same qualities of someone who would have no problem snuggling up.

I defiantly wasn't complaining.

We had been sleeping in separate rooms before, and I wasn't sure why we hadn't done this before. I don't think I could have slept alone ever again after he kept me in his warm grip all night. He was so soft and gentil, despite all that muscle. It was kind of weird.

That night was the best I had slept since I got there, and I doubted that I would be able to get to sleep without him. The bed he had given me was defiantly a guest room that wasn't used very often. It was a soft enough matress, but it hadn't be broken in yet. It also didn't have Liam.

Suddenly, there was a groan from behind me, and I turned my head to look at Liam as one of his eyes drifted open. "Good morning." He whispered, his voice deep and rough.

I grinned and pecked his lips. "Morning."

He gave me a slightly scrutinizing look. "What's got you all happy?"

Trying not to grin as much, I bit the inside of my cheek. "I'm just really warm and I feel really good right now." I pecked his lips again, and his arms loosened around my waist slightly. I knew he was doing it because he thought it would hurt me, but it didn't.

I turned towards him and looked up at him through my long eyelashes. "I have to tell you something."

He suddenly got serious, but I'm pretty sure that it was because of the tone I used when I talked to him. Since I was so happy, I probably should have started off a little happier. Now, he just thought something was wrong and I kind of ruined the moment slightly.