Daycare|Cricky [C]

31|Reveal

●○Eighteen Weeks/Appointment●○

I was practically jumping up and down in the car out of excitement, squeezing Chris' hand. "Baby! What do you think they'll be?" I asked with a giggle, bright smile on my face. "Boy or girl, boy or girl?"

Chris laughed at me, kissing my knuckles. "Hmm.. I wanna say it's a girl, but I would love having a son.."

I let out a squeak, looking around excitedly. "I-"

"Baby, we haven't even left the driveway yet. Calm down, okay?" He chuckled, leaning over and kissing my cheek before we started the drive.

"My baby's eighteen weeks, my baby's eighteen weeks!" I giggled, rubbing my stomach. "Aren't you excited?!"

"Of course I am, baby. I'm just a lot better at keeping quiet than you are right now,"

I whined, pouting. "You're so mean to me."

Chris sighed as I unbuckled, deciding to rest my head in his lap. "You're tired now, aren't you?"

I nodded, looking up at him. "You know me so well,"

"Well, yeah. We've been together for nearly half a year, now."

I thought about it for a few moments. Jesus... January 30 is our six month mark. Damn. I knew we would only be celebrating our anniversary every month until a year. Besides, it would get repetive after a while. I'd rather celebrate once a year with a gift and some sweet sex. "Guess you're right, Baby. I still learn new things about you every single day, though,"

Chris pet my hair as he kept his eyes on the road. "It's cute how sleepy you get all of a sudden,"

I shrugged. "I didn't get much sleep last night. Thanks, you horny fuck,"

"Baby, you woke me up. Besides, you felt fucking great." He chuckled, lacing his fingers with mine. "I love when you beg me not to stop,"

I giggled, rolling my eyes. "Let's stop talking about it before I get too excited."

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"There he is!" Mr. Sitkowski smiled brightly, giving me a hug after I stepped into his office. "Treating him well, I hope?" He added, looking at Chris.

"He treats me wonderfully."

"Mm, what Ryan had told me was different," he replied.

I pulled away, giving a reassuring smile. "Trust me, Dad, we're okay. It was just one big understanding." I looked to my promise ring, seeing the crack down the middle and sighed. "It's all over now."

He nodded, yawning. It was still early, after all, and a Saturday. It sucks he never gets a break. "Did Ryan tell you about his girlfriend?"

I nodded. "Yeah, Devin's gorgeous,"

"He seems to really like her. Takes her out whenever he can. She's beautiful, that Devin girl."

Chris and I shared a look. I should have known Ryan would tell his dad that Devin was a woman. He looks and acts as one, but... Or maybe stop myself. I never knew about Devin's gender, just sex. I'm not sure if he's trans, or possibly genderfluid. I won't ask, either, since it's not my place to. Biologically male, so... "She's an absolutely gorgeous woman, Mr. S. Mysterious, in a way, but she's amazing." Chris cut in.