"baby, please don't cry"
Candice "Candy Cane" Marshall hasn't seen or talked to any of her friends in a long time. Dallas and Johnny are gone and she's terrified to face the fact that Steve and Sodapop may have met their fates in Vietnam. But when t...
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"Soda," I grumbled, rolling over to face him in bed. "Soda," I said a little louder, but he still wouldn't budge. "Sodapop." I poked his face.
"Uh," he groaned, his eyes struggling to open. "What is it? What time is it?"
"It's like three in the morning," I said simply.
"What the hell're you doing up?" he asked around a yawn.
"I really want a chocolate milkshake."
"Oh, glory," he said. "Are you serious? Where am I gonna get a milkshake right now?" I shrugged, jutting out my bottom lip. Whiskey moved around at my feet for a few seconds before coming and sitting right on my stomach.
"Ah, you fatty," I groaned. I smirked, turning to Soda. "I can't get up."
All he could do was laugh.
"You are lucky I love you." Soda groaned again and got out of bed. He left the bedroom and a few minutes later, I heard the front door open and close. This had been going on for the past couple of weeks; I'd gone from throwing up everything I ate, straight to the most particular cravings ever. I couldn't remember having such vast cravings while I was pregnant with Sam. Even though my pregnancy with him was hard, I don't think I ever really craved as much as I did now with my second baby.
The next day, Soda and I had an appointment to try and find out the gender of the baby. I was about fourteen and a half weeks now. According to the doctor, I should start to feel kicking in a few weeks, but it was also possible for me to feel them early.
When Soda returned, he had a large chocolate milkshake with extra whipped cream.
"I ate the cherry," Soda said as he handed me the milkshake. I grinned. He knew I didn't like the cherries.
"Thanks for the extra whipped cream."
"Am I the best boyfriend or what?"
"No," I said, causing him to frown. "You're the best fiance."
He turned his frown into a wide grin and he pulled me into him for a kiss.
"I love you," he said, kissing my forehead. "And I love you." He bent down and kissed my tummy. "I can't wait to find out what you are. And I can't wait to name you. And I especially can't wait to meet you."
"I think it's gonna be a girl," I said.
"A girl?" Soda seemed to get excited at the thought. "Aw, our two daughters."
"Maybe we should start thinking of names," I suggested, taking a large drink from my shake.
"How about... Dove?"
"Dove?"
"If it's a girl."
I thought about it. Dove was really pretty. "What about for a boy?"
