EXTRA - Reset Space Vs. Baby Crib

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This is part two of "What happened eight weeks ago?" It's just a little something, not much. There probably won't be a third part. I might post some deleted scenes next!! Please vote and comment! Hope you guys like it! :) 

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"We'll put on another coat tomorrow," Tyler informs, placing down the paint roller. "It's starting to look like a nursery."

The color we picked for the nursery is kind of like an ivory white. It's a color that leaves the room brightened up and we'll add a bit of color here and there, but so far I'm absolutely in love with the color we picked.

I smile. "It looks great."

Tyler's smile matches mine. "Can we go pick out a crib now?"

"We have all the time in the world to pick out a crib, Ty."

He's so excited about this baby, I don't think he can contain it. It reminds me of why I fell in love with this blue haired boy in the first place. "Come on, we'll just look around. Plus, we're going to put one in our room and in my office."

Tyler steps up to me and places a hand over my very small bump I like to call my stomach. It's almost non-existent, but I notice the difference now. "I'll go under one condition," I say. "You have to buy me lunch."

He laughs and kisses me. "Perfect. Now let's go shower." Then he proceeds to dip and scoop me up into his arms. "Can we get married sooner?"

I hum and wrap my arms around his neck for more stability. "I wanna keep the date we have. Also, I ordered the invitations already."

"Right," he breathes out. "Then I guess I'll have to wait."

I laugh as he carries me back into our room. "It'll be worth it, I promise. Maybe we should postpone the honeymoon though."

We enter our bathroom and he sets me down on my feet. "Since our honeymoon is at our beach house in Hawaii, yes, we're definitely going to have to wait. You'll be ready to pop when we get married."

My mouth drops. "I can't believe you just said that!"

Tyler turns the water on and twists around to face me again. "What?"

"You basically just said I'll be fat on my wedding day."

He raises a brow. "No, I said you'd be ready to give birth on our wedding day," he notes while stripping away his clothes.

"Same difference."

He just grins and starts going for my clothes now. "You'll be stunning, just like you are now."

I can't help but roll my eyes. "I'm gross right now, Tyler."

"What did I tell you about that?"

My arms go up so he can remove my shirt and then I let my sweatpants fall to the floor. "You're just too nice to me."

Tyler's amused by that. "We're going to be married soon and we're having a baby, and you're saying I'm too nice to you," he states.

I laugh and wind my arms around his waist. "I love you."

He rests a finger under my chin and lowers his mouth to mine. "I'm sure you already know, but I love you too."

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"This one is it, Maggie," Tyler says, resting his arm across the side of a white crib. "It's perfect."

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