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"Babe" I called out Corbyn rounds the corner "Hey princess" he says attaching his hands to my waist pulling me into him. He dips his head down to kiss me than pulled away slowly. "You okay you seem down" he ask.
"Yeah I'm alright I just don't feel well" "Awe will come on lets go lay down for a bit" he takes my hand leading me upstairs to his room he shared with Zach and Jonah. Sliding off my shoes we cuddle in bed for awhile I felt a wave of nausea over come me. Getting up and going to the bathroom my stomach empties into the toilet.
Feeling some one hold my hair back rubbing my back gently. Finishing I sink against the floor my back on the wall. He sits next to me "Maybe something you ate" biting my lip "Corbyn I'm pregnant" I blurt out.
He looked shocked "Wait what" "I'm pregnant Corbyn" "Are you sure" getting up going to the bedroom for my purse I pull out two pregnancy test both positive. Showing him he smiles "Come here" he wraps me in his arms and kisses me deeply.
I was surprised I thought he'd be mad about it we pull away. "Your not mad" "Why would I be mad" "Will with your career" he smiles "princess my career is important but so are you and I could never be made at you for something I helped make" he pauses putting his hand on my stomach "There's half of me in here honey and I'm not going anywhere got it"
"God I love you Corbyn Besson" I say wrapping my arms around his neck "I love you more sweetheart" he say hugging me back kissing my cheek my perfect little family.
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