time

three

twenty weeks.
baby is around 6.5 inches and the size of a banana!

'How are you feeling?' Jill asks watching as Demi glances down at her phone and shrugs her shoulders.

'Fat.' Demi mumbles.

'You're not fat; you're carrying precious cargo.' Jill says and Demi sighs.

'I had to hold my jeans together with a hair tie yesterday.' Demi moans causing Jill to smile.

'You're growing a baby.' Jill says.

'I know, Wilmer tells me that on a daily basis.' Demi replies placing her phone on the table as Jill finishes her make-up.

'I can't even begin to imagine how hard this must be on you but I'm always here if you need someone to talk to.' Jill says and Demi smiles slightly.

'Do you have any idea what Wilmer has planned for tonight?' Demi asks smiling as Jill lets her stand up.

'I don't. I'm sure whatever it is you'll have a great time.' Jill replies.

'Mmm... Don't tell him I said this but I'd much rather just curl up in bed and watch a film.' Demi admits running her hand across her stomach.

'We've got a few options for tonight, Demi.' César says geturing to the rail of clothes.

'What's the first option?' Demi asks.

'This dress...' He replies holding up a deep red dress which would go to just above her knees.

'Nope.' She says shaking her head immediately.

'Don't you want to try it on?' He asks.

'No. I already know it'll be too tight; we've not publicly announced the pregnancy yet so I don't want to wear something that makes it obvious.' She replies. She watches as he flicks through the clothes before pulling out a cream lace dress, it look a little shorter than the red one but she instantly nods her head.

'I'll try that one on.' She says.

****

'How are you feeling?' Wilmer asks as they sit in the car.

'I don't know...' She replies resting her head on his shoulder as Max remains in the front with the driver.

'Tired?' He asks and she nods her head.

'Mmhmmm... I'm sorry, I seem like a really ungrateful cow.' She mumbles glancing up at him with tears in her eyes.

'No you don't. We don't have to be out for long, Dems.' He says kissing the top of her head. Reaching forward he gently wipes her cheeks as the driver pulls up outside their destination. Glancing out the window Demi gasps as she sees they've stopped outside the Jeremy Hotel in West Hollywood.

'Wilmer, what are we doing?' Demi asks glancing at Wilmer who smiles. Within minutes Max is opening her door and helping her out of the car as Wilmer gets out the other side.

'Wilmer, what's going on?' She asks.

'We're just going for dinner.' He replies putting his hand out to her. Linking her fingers through his she thanks Max before letting Wilmer lead her into the hotel. She watches as Wilmer nods at the hotel receptionist before he leads her towards the lift.