Chapter 33: Whipped
Carter's POV
Five months. It's only been five god damn months into Isabella's pregnancy and she's already driving me completely insane. I can hardly get any sleep due to her constant complaining and mood swings, it's like the smallest of things always find a way to get on her nerves. I know I lover her and I can't wait for the day I meet our beautiful creation but this is not what I expected the wait to be like.
Parking the car outside I unloaded the numerous amounts of sweet sugary things, snacks and drinks that she literally commanded me to buy, and being me I couldn't dare tell her no. But thinking back on the countless amount of pregnancy books I've read in the past five months I decided to not only buy her what she was craving for but some healthy things as well, because in no way was I going to allow her to eat all of this junk food during her pregnancy.
I struggled to open the door for a while due to the amount of things I had clutched in my hands, but finally managed to open it and step inside.
"I'm back!" I yelled loudly over the silence that lingered in the house. And to think in only a matter of four months that silence will be surmounted by the cries of the next special person in my life. The thought made a stray smile creep it's way across my lips as I placed the things onto the kitchen counter.
"And why are you so smiley?" That familiar beautiful voice caught my attention as I turned around to come face to face with my baby.
"Because of you" I replied with a smile engulfing her in a warm loving embrace. I rested my forehead onto hers admiring her beautiful smile as a blush formed on her checks because of my comment. And in less than five seconds later her loving mood switched faster than I had expected.
"Did you bring my ice cream?" she asked looking up at me through the strands of hair that fell messily into her face.
Well It was good while it lasted
"Yes I brought your ice cream" I rolled my eyes as a small squeal exited from her lips. I smiled at her childish reaction before reaching for the ice cream to pass it to her. Her eyes lit up as I stretched the coloured tub of chocolate ice cream to her but before she could get a hold on it I pulled it away watching as the disappointment clouded her eyes. "ah ah" I nodded my head.
"Carter stop playing and give me my ice cream " she demanded with a pout.
"I'll give it to you" I told her
"yay!"
"under one condition "
"no!" she whined.
"Then fine I can just enjoy this delicious chocolatey treat on my own" I shrugged nonchalantly grabbing a spoon.
"okay!" she held out her hand in attempt to stop me from beginning to eat. "What do you want?"
"I'll give you the ice cream" I started off again" if you promise to eat something healthy afterwards " she scrunched up her nose at my offer. "deal?" I questioned with a raised eyebrow
"Depends"she folded her arms
"On"
"What you classify as " healthy " " she quoted.
"You know " I shrugged" the regular greens and foods like that"
"But those taste awful "
"You use to like them before "
"Yeah, but that was way before I had a minny miss junk food lover placed in my stomach"
"But sti-wait how are you so sure it's a girl?" I asked folding my arms.
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