Baby Bump (butchercup)

Chapter 12

"Your brothers are...fun and your dad is...great too." Butch concluded once we got home.

I chuckled at his attempt at not offending me, "you can say they are competitive, and.." I trailed off to peck his cheek, "its okay to say you lost to my 62yr old father."

He scoffed, "I didn't loose, it was a tie."

I didn't know whatever game they played after dinner and I didn't want to know. I just know they my dad kept making jokes only him and Butch could understand and from there I picked up the fact that my dad beat him in a game.

"So you tied to a 62yr old man whose body doesn't work as good as it used to?" I replied with a lot of sass.

"That man is as fit as an athlete" He complained.

"I can't believe you can't beat my dad." I laughed, it wasn't that hilarious but I just wanted to add salt to his injuries. Don't judge me, would I be a good wife if I didn't make him go crazy a little.

"Why do you like doing this to me?" He glared at me which I found super hot. I had to mentally slap my self before I could stop staring and answer the damn question.

"Mmm," wrapping my hands around his neck, I stared into space then back at him, "you are hotter like this."
I have never seen a smile appear faster on someone's face.

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After I wasted my time complimenting him he decided not to kiss me because I teased him about my dad situation. What a jerk.

"We haven't thought of baby names." I said, laying on my back facing the roof.

I couldn't sleep on my tummy like I loved to meaning, I couldn't sleep on Butch's chest. I sometimes slept on my side which i'm not sure is safe. Pregnancy is so annoying, it makes your boobs bigger than makes you sleep in a position that's uncomfortable for big breasts.

"Oh, that's true, well we are having twins..."

"Stop," I raised my hand, getting up from the comfortable position I was in.

Twins? I think the hell not. Any sensible wouldn't want twins as their first kids. Well, Butch isn't a sensible person so I'm not surprised. I wonder if Butch sometimes calls me an idiot when he thinks about me. Sometimes? I bet he calls me an idiot all the time. He disses me way more than I diss him.

"We are not having twins, we are having..."

Now it was his turn to interrupt, "don't tell me yet." He bolted up, "Tell me in a romantic way or sexy way - wear blue underwear under your robe if its a boy and pink for a girl." He winked.

I stared at him for a while having a debate in my head then pushed him back down and laid my back on his chest. "Nah, I'm just gonna say it."

He sprang up so fast the force almost pushed me off the bed.
"Butch!!" My scream was muffled by the sound of him going-
" lalalala butch is hot and is not going to listen to his wife lalalla."

Why did I marry such a big ass baby. I would probably be in a Jacuzzi right now with a Chris Hemsworth sipping on expensive wine but honestly if I had the chance to have all that I wouldn't give it up.

"Butch we are having a..." I tried yelling, but he increased his volume.

I stood up then clenched my stomach as I pretended to be in pain. "Ouch babe," I cried, "It hurts."

He immediately appeared beside me supporting and gently sitting me down, "Babe are you okay?"

"N-no," I stammered like I was trying to subdue my cry, "I'm i'm having a girl." I smiled like a toddler whom just got caught stealing.

"Oh-oh, y-you," he shook his fingers as me accusingly, "you played the ow ow am in pain card." He tried mimicking my voice, actually he didn't try. He just made his voice high pitched, my voice is a little deep.
If I wasn't pregnant he would have tackled me on the bed.

I batted my eyelashes and cooed, "I did," I got my composer after he sighed like a loser and fell into my lap. "C'mon," we were back in our comfy position. But this time I laid side ways with my back to his chest while he traced the lines of my hair and planted kisses on my neck exposed by the fallen hand of my night gown.

"I'm stuck on two names." I told him.

"Mmhmmm."

"The first Tansy," I waited for him to butt in but he didn't, "and the second, Dahlia."

He snorted almost immediately, "you know what, let's go with neither."

I turned to look at him, shock apparent on my face, "you got anything better, and God so help me if its your mothers middle name."

"I was thinking something more classy like Gabrielle."

It was my turn to snort, and snort I did. "Mmhmm, then we can send her off to Hogwarts."

"I don't remember any Gabby's in harry potter."

I sighed and fell back on my pillow which was his arm, disappointed that he didn't get it. Gabriella was a movie about a witch I used to watch when I was younger.

"Oh oh, I got a better one."

I deadpanned, "if you say Hermione you would end up sleeping in the couch for a week."

I could feel his pout, "I was not gonna say that..." He trailed off.

"She is coming out of my v-j so I get to name her." I said in a matter of fact tone.

"Its my sperm."

"Mmhmmm?" I hummed with sass. Please don't tell me, i just saw my mistake.

"What do you mean by that?" He bolted up and stopped caressing my neck which I so very much enjoyed.
I shrugged, "Just slipped out."
His arms came around my waist and his head lightly on mine. The position was so comfortable that I hated the fact we hadn't put the lights off.

"You can name her and I promise I would support you."
I rubbed his hands while he placed a kiss on my temple.
"Does it bother you that we haven't put off the lights?"
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For those of you that didn't get the Hogwarts joke there was a very popular movie witch and wizard I watched when I was younger and the MCs name  Gabriella.
   I'm also lost on baby names. I did't want you guys to know its a girl like this but I have other chapters that would give it away so I had to write this. But whatever its a girl, ah!!, I know.
Am also stuck on baby names, so comment your fav. Dahlia (day-lee-ah) my FAM. Went for this one but my fav. Is actually Tansy (tan-zee).
Please comment your fav., but if you have anything better you are free.
And I wanna say am happy, my book is highest ranking for butch books.