Mr. and Mrs. Executive

Chapter 13

Nora James P. O. V

"What about Rose?"

"Alexander stop it!" I say with conviction this time.

"No you don't like it? Annabelle then?" Alexander carries on, oblivious to the glares I'm sending his way.

"It's been two hours since we found out Alexander. Two hours." I huff.

"I know, trust me." He says, that bright smile still on his face. I swear it hasn't even wavered a tiny bit.

I'm not sure wether that's incredibly adorable or downright annoying.

"Baby listen." Alexander says as he pulls me into his opens arms, "Do you know how huge this is? We're having a baby, we're going to be parents, I'm going to be a father, a dad, this is freaking amazing." He mumbles as he winds his arms tighter around me.

Compassion fills me and any last anxiousness I had flies straight out the window.

At least I know I have Alexander for support.

"So...," Alexander says, pressing a kiss to my head.

"Hmm?" I question.

"How about Alexandria?"

"Alexander?"

"Yes?"

"Shut up."

Alexander laughs out loud while I just smile in content at being in his arms.

"Wait," I whisper as I pull myself out of his hold, looking up into his eyes, "why are they all girl names?" I ask, my eyes narrowing.

"Because we're having a girl." Alexander answers with a roll of his eyes as he pulls away from me and throws himself onto the bed, missing Pixie by near inches who merely glares at him.

"How the hell do you know we're having a girl?" I ask in bewilderment, glancing at myself in the mirror.

Oh god I'm going to be huge soon.

I can see myself in the mirror in a few months time, my body swollen to achingly large proportions.

I don't really see the whole mothers glow crap.

But hey at least this gives me a chance to eat as much as I can, I think with the shrug of my shoulders.

"I just know," Alexander says as he looks at me, scanning me from head to toe, "call it mothers intuition."

"Babe?" I call out to Alexander who still scans me up and down.

"Yeah," he mumbles back finally taking in the sarcastic look on my face.

"I'm the one who has that." I deadpan.

"Really," he's eyebrows furrow in confusion as he shrugs, "call it fathers intuition," he says but then smirks, "guess what babe?"

"What?" I ask wearily as I walk over to him and lie on the bed next to Alexander.

"You can finally call me daddy."

Throwing him the harshest glare I can, I grab the pillow nearest me and whack him in the face which just makes him laugh harder.

"Daddy my ass." I grumble.

"Sure thing sweetheart."

Grabbing the pillow once again, I smack him harder.

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