Zephyr II
I wake up next to my pregnant wife. A beautiful sight indeed. I hover over her body and kiss down her spine. "What would you like to do today?" I breathe out in between kisses.
"Announce to the realm I'm pregnant with the baby of the sweetest man in the realm."
"Rosalind." I kiss her stomach when she rolls over.
"It's still not real to me and I don't think it'll feel real until I start to show."
"You haven't gained a pound or anything?" I analyze her body.
"It's been a month, maybe a pound, but I haven't been weighing myself. I have to wait until I'm way farther along to even see her developing unless I request that."
"Shouldn't you be taking a baby tonic now?" I brush her hair out of her face.
"I have been." She smiles and places a hand on her stomach. "I've been making it."
"Oh. I didn't know." I smile weakly back.
"Really? It's probably because we had such hectic lives up until the big day. Now that things are calming you'll notice it more."
I grab her left hand and analyze the rings on her finger. "Wow. We're married."
"We are so married." She chuckles and picks up my hand to look at my ring. "I feel so giddy- ever since we said our vows the feeling hasn't left me. I'm so happy."
"Me too, lilac." I kiss her nose.
"Who would've thought a pumpkin and a lilac?" Mayrah smiles.
I chuckle and rub her silky strands of hair through my fingers. "Nodin's birthday is coming up."
"Really? So is mine. When is his?"
"November twenty-eighth."
"He's got me by a couple of weeks, December sixteenth is mine."
"Twenty-one years old." I purr to her.
"Just like my husband." She nods proudly.
"Until two months later and I turn twenty-two." I smirk.
"I'm fine with that." She shrugs, "I'll be twenty-one with the baby comes."
"Our little July baby." I rub her stomach.
"I hope we have a fairly cool July so I'm not dying of the heat and miserably pregnant."
"I will be at your beck and call."
"That power of yours sure will." One side of her mouth quirks up.
"I'm glad I can be of use to you, May." I chuckle.
"You're great at giving assistance, Zephyr." She runs her fingers through my hair. "Let me cut it now."
"You don't like my hair this long?"
"We were talking the other day at the wedding about cutting it..."
"I know but I like you running your hands through it. I kinda like it this long now."
"You'll need to trim it up sooner or later before you get too shaggy."
"You can trim my hair only if you trim my hair in the nude." I challenge her.
"I want to request a bath afterward because I hate having hair on me."
"Fine. No nude." I sigh and sit up. "Scissors are in the bathroom in one of the drawers."
