Without You

thirty-one.

'I told you it would be nothing.' Demi says smiling as they leave the hospital.

'What is it called again?' Wilmer asks pulling Demi closer to him as he notices a few paparazzi standing at the other side of the carpark.

'Braxton Hicks.' She replies smiling as she tucks herself into his side and rests her hand on her bump.

'Well at least you're not in labour.You still want to go home and sort through the baby stuff?' He asks.

'I really want ice cream.' She replies causing him to smile.

'Ice cream it is then.' He says kissing the top of her head.

'I've been reading and we shouldn't give her a pacifier until she's like six weeks old in case it interferes with her breastfeeding.' She says.

'Really? I didn't know that.' He replies as they reach the car. He opens her door and smiles as she climbs in.

'Me neither but apparently it can make the baby reject the boob.' She says.

'Don't know why anyone would reject them.' He replies, his eyes flickering to her cleavage causing her to smile slightly.

'Wilmer, stop!' She says and he holds his hands up in front of him.

'Sorry, they just look so good at the moment.' He replies causing her to shake her head.

'You are insatiable.' She says fastening her seatbelt.

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'What's going through your head?' Wilmer asks as he glances over at Demi.

'You...' She replies softly causing him to smile.

'Oh really?' He asks and she nods her head.

'Maybe we could leave the ice cream until later and just go home?' She suggests.

'You don't want ice cream?' He asks.

'Oh I do I just want you more.' She replies biting her bottom lip.

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'I'm sorry...' Demi says quietly as Wilmer makes his way out of the bathroom.

'Don't apologise, nena. You're uncomfortable and that's completely understandable.' He replies climbing back into bed.

'I know but I-' She begins causing him to shake his head.

'But nothing... It's perfectly acceptable that you're uncomfortable and I would never want you to force yourself to do something just because you think it's what I want; I can survive without sex, Dems.' He says.

'I just- I feel like I got your hopes up and then dashed them but I was just so uncomfortable, Wil.' She admits as he lies down and pulls her closer to him.

'Don't even worry about it, Demi. You weren't comfortable so that's it. Why don't we have a cuddle and then go get some ice cream?' He suggests and she nods her head.

'Okay.' She replies quietly. Glancing down at her, he sighs as he notices the tears brimming in her eyes as she bites her bottom lip.

'Please don't cry, nena.' He says softly as she shakes her head.

'I love you. Sex is just sex; don't get me wrong the sex is great but that's not the only reason I'm married to you.' He says running his fingers through her hair as she sniffs. Wiping her eyes she glances towards the end of the bed causing him to sigh.

'Stay here.' He almost whispers. Getting out of bed he leaves the room only to return a few minutes later.

'I was keeping this for nearer her birth but I think you could do with some cheering up.' He says handing Demi a rectangle present wrapped in some light pink tissue paper. She quickly opens the present and gasps as she gazes down at it.

'Oh, Wilmer... It's perfect.' She says holding the canvas in her hands.

'Do you like it?' He asks and she nods her head.

'I love it; thank you!' She replies smiling.

Is there anything any of you would like to see happen between now and the baby being born because I have nothing but I don't necessarily want to do another time jump unless it's what people want so let me know. Once the baby's born the chapters will get longer though, I promise.