I woke up the next morning with my bare body pressed up against Aziz's. I felt his hand run circles on my belly gently as if he was afraid he'd wake me. Last night was great, I've never had sex where someone actually cared for me.
"What are you thinking about?" Aziz asks. I knew he knows what I'm thinking about but I think he's trying to give me a bit more freedom from his mine readings.
I run my hand down my belly just thinking about names. What about Aaron?
"Ew no," Aziz said and I couldn't help but giggle.
Matthew? "Even worse"
Brandon? "Eh, got a cousin named that"
Justin? "Every Justin I've met was a drug addict" Well then
Joseph? "I like that one"
I turned around to face Aziz and gave him a smile. "You like Joseph?" I asked and he nodded his head. I looked down at my small bump and said: "hello there Joseph."
"I think we should get the nursery started," Aziz said and I looked up at him.
"Should we have a theme? It should be an anchor theme!" I squealed with excitement. I couldn't wait. Nope, I couldn't!
I quickly got out of bed and got dressed in black leggings and a light pink tank top. When I walked out of the closet from getting dressed I saw that Aziz had on blue jeans and a white T-shirt on.
"Let's go, let's go, let's go" I squealed and ran out of the bedroom. Before I could hit the front door I heard Aziz call my name in a warning.
"You better get your butt over here and eat something," he told me and I complied. Walking over and sitting next to Aziz, a bowl of captain crunch was already sitting waiting for me. After eating we hurried up and got to the car so we could go shopping. Well, I kind of tugged on Aziz's shirt till he got up and took me. While we were driving I was basically bouncing in my seat, so full of energy.
"Calm down Angel, we will get there in a minute," he said as he did a right turn with one hand.
"I don't know why I'm just excited," I confessed. He just laughed at me and I crossed my arms and pouted. He placed a hand on my belly as he was driving and that calmed me down, fast.
When I get out of the car I saw that there was a huge mall standing right there. "Wow" I breathed as Aziz came up behind me and kissed the back of my neck.
"Let's get you in there so we can get you those baby supplies," Aziz told me while taking my hand. We walked towards the large building and I noticed that many people bowed their heads as we walked by. Maybe it's because Aziz is the devil?
I kept my hand on my belly as we walked and I saw many cute things in different stores. We didn't get to go in any of them but we did go in one. The store was filled with soft and pastel colors from clothes, bedding, cribs, toys, any necessity a baby needs.
"You can have anything you want," Aziz told me as we walked in. Anything? Well, it's not for me, so I'll only get what is necessary for Joseph.
I walk over to the cribs and see different colors. There all so beautiful. "Angel" I hear Aziz call and I look over my shoulder. He holds up a white and navy blue striped bedding and I thought that was the more adorable thing ever!
"Yes!" I squeal before saying "Can you come over here" I felt his hand on my back once he came over and I was just contemplating between the black wood crib or the dark wood crib. "Which color? I like both but I don't know which one would work best" I confess and look up at him. I could see that he was also thinking but soon pointed to the dark wood.
"This one," He says as he picks up a small piece of paper from it. I'm guessing it's for when you check out, you don't need to carry it. "Do you want a matching dresser?" He asks and I nod my head.
After two hours of shopping in that one store, we had to call Ethan so he can help take the baby stuff home.
"Y'all got a lot of stuff, huh?" Ethan asked while holding ten bags on each arm. I just turned around to give him an innocent smile before turning back around and finding a store that caught my eye. It was a dress store, but not a fancy dress, it was more of out in public and at home dresses.
"Aziz," I said stopping in my tracks looking at the blacktop and a light pink skirt kind of dress in the window.
"Do you want that dress?" He asks and I nodded my head vigorously. I don't know why but I wanted it.
We walked into the boutique and we searched around for the black and pink dress. When we did find it, it had some weird sizes on it, like instead of numbers, it had letters. I looked at Aziz confused and he picked out the letter C dress before handing it to me. "Try this one on," he told me and I walked towards the dressing room.
I walked into one of the empty cream color rooms and shut the door before taking off my clothes to replace it with the black and pink dress. It was beautiful. The black hit right below my boobs, so even if I do get big the belly will be hidden. And the pink skirt with the black tool on top made it have a perfect touch of going out in style and also going to parties.
I walked out of the dressing room to find Aziz and Ethan waiting for me on one of the green couches. Honestly, those couches look ugly.
"You look beautiful," Aziz said as he stood up from the seat. Ethan just sat there having a big grin on his face. I knew he was planning something and by the looks of it, it involves me and I'm going kicking and screaming.
"Thank you, but what is Ethan planning over there?" I ask pointing to him. Aziz just shrugged and turned his attention back over to me.
"Go and take it off, it's yours now," he told me. I couldn't help but jump up and kiss him and quickly run into the dressing room.
As I slipped on my shirt a whisper came "I'm coming to get you" It was so soft that I almost didn't hear it. What was that? Is it Aziz playing a game on me?
I opened the door and found Aziz talking to Ethan before looking at me. How could he do that when he was with Ethan?
"Ready to go?" Aziz asked and I nodded my head. Maybe it was my imagination playing tricks on me.
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Saved By The Devil Himself
General FictionAmberley. That is me. I'm running away from my horrid house and father who abused me more than many could think of. Hopefully, I can be saved like those princesses in the books I read, but will the man who saves me really help me? Will he really sa...