Three simple words...

Fourteen

The doctor ran the doppler over her belly, a strong thumping came from the speakers. She smiled as she saw her baby moving around in womb. She looked over and saw the axeman smiling like a madman.
He bent down in her ear.
"Lets go away for a week trip."
"I'll tell Delphine to pack my things."
"No just me and you leave tonight no one knows where we are and theres no stress for you."
"Okay."
*
They packed and left late that night. Fiona snuck down the hall holding the axemans hand. He smiled to himself as he watched her sneak down the hall. Right at that moment he fell more in love with her. The big goofy grin on her face as she went down the stairs and went to the cab. He sat down beside her after he put the bags in the trunk. His hand trailed up her thigh and she looked over at him, raising an eyebrow and smirking.
"What are you doing?"
"My fingers wanted to say hello."
"What if I said no?"
"You never tell me no."
"Yes I do, you just never listen." She leaned in and bit his ear.
"Because you always want it babydoll."
Fiona smirked.
"Well you see loverboy, I'm almost 5 months pregnant. My hormones are ready for you anytime." 
He smiled broadly.
"Is that so?"
She laid her head on his shoulder.
"You're the only man I'd want to have a baby with at this point in my life."
"I'd better be the only man."
"Maybe." She smiled coyly.
He moved his hand and she looked up.
"Someones jealous."
She leant back in the seat and hitched up her skirt. His hand snaked its way up her leg and to her belly.
"Get up babydoll we're here."
He grabbed her hand and helped her up.