Wild heart - Bradley Will Simpson fan fiction

THIRTY SEVEN

~*Brad's POV*~

" I'm home!" I call through the house as I slam the door shut and drop my bags on the floor.

Becky comes flying out of the kitchen and into my arms, nearly knocking me backwards.

" Careful, baby," I chuckle, holding her close. " How have my two girls been without me?"

Becky giggles as she pulls away. " Bradley, we don't know what it is yet, silly."

I bend down and kiss Becky's growing stomach through her tee.

" But we're been fine, thank you." She giggles.

" I'm sorry you couldn't come to Spain with us this time." I apologise after kissing her.

" I'm not. Mum and I have had a great time together and if I did come, you'd have spent the whole time worrying about me and then you wouldn't have enjoyed yourself." She explains.

I smile at how adorable she is and kiss her again.

" How have you been feeling?" I ask as I take her hand and pull her into the kitchen.

" I've been alright. My morning sickness isn't near as bad as it was with Charlie and my back is getting better." She informs me.

I lift her up by her waist and sit her on the kitchen counter.

" Good. I'm glad to hear it." I smile as I grab two glasses from the cupboard.

" Do you want a drink, gorgeous?" I ask.

" Yes please. There's a smoothie in the fridge I've literally just made, if you want that."

I pull open the fridge with some force and lift out the glass jug. I pour out two glasses of what looks and smells like Strawberry and Banana; Becky's favourite.

She takes her glass, thanking me and taking a swig. I mirror her actions.

" Anyway, where's my other baby?" I question, referring to Jesse.

" Mum and Anne-Marie have taken her on her morning walk before we head to tbe hospital." She explains.

" Oh, okay," I nod. " Are you excited?" I smile before taking another swig of my drink.

Today is Becky's first ultrasound scan. She nods, grinning like a idiot. I chuckle at her and wipe away her smoothie mustache with my thumb before placing my thumb in my mouth and licking it clean.

Becky giggles awkwardly and looks down.

" I'm a little nervous, though," She confesses. " I'm worried something might be wrong."

I step between her legs and lift her chin with my index finger. " Everything will be fine, baby girl. Don't you worry. We'll have a baby this time. Not just a memory. We'll have a proper little family. And there is no one else on this planet I rather have a family with."

She smiles at me before attaching our lips together.

With my hands rubbing Becky's thighs and her hands lost in my hair, we passionately make out in the kitchen.

" Hello, darling," my mum's Gordie accent cuts in. " Nice to see you've been welcomed home." Her and Clare laugh.

Becky pulls away, blushing. I chuckle at her and go to hug mum.

We all have a good catch up, sat in the living room before we head to the hospital.

***

" Do you want to know what we're having?" Becky asks as we sit in the waiting room, her right hand linked with my left.

" It's whatever you want, Rebecca. Would it be easier if we knew?"