You're my doll

Little secret

Trixies pov:
Everything's so much harder when your pregnant man, like just bending down to grab something is a struggle. Not only that but i feel bad having most of the easy things I used to do be done for me by Brian, he insists but still.

"I said no, I'm not letting you pick that up you'll hurt yourself" he said picking up the shirt I dropped on the floor as I whined.

"Cmonnnn, it's not even that bad I can do ittttt" rolling his eyes, he ignored me and put the shirt in the laundry basket before going back to his work.

"You say that now, but I'm not letting you hurt yourself at all. Your already five months now and I'm not letting anything happen!" I pouted at him in the reflection of his computer screen but sighed in defeat. I do think it's cute that Brian is even more protective of me, like my own personal knight by my side.

"Alright Alright, I'm gonna be safe and sit in bed protected by all the soft pillowsss" before I could turn around and go into the bed Brian pulled me close to him and kissed me softly.

"Think you can just do that without loving me first? I think not missy" I giggled and kissed him back, he's crazy but I love him. I then waddled over to the bed and climbed in smiling as I felt all the soft blankets wrap around me. I finally found the perfect spot and sank into it right as the doorbell rang. I groaned about to get up, but Brian got up first and went downstairs before I could even move a muscle. He's good, too good.

I couldn't hear much from downstairs, but soon the door closed and a nervous looking Brian popped his head in smiling.

"O-ok...so um...before I tell you what's going on...I-I have something to tell you..and it's really important.." I raised a brow sitting up a bit and nodded wanting him to continue, lord I hope it's not bad.

"Ok so...seven years ago I was married...I thought she was the one but oh boy I was wrong...we fought a lot..she didn't want anything more but my money and sex...finally we got divorced and I've been happier since I met you..and I thought I would never see her again...g-guess I was wrong..." I stared at him in disbelief just taking it all in. I'm not mad about it I feel really bad for him having to go through all that, but that's not making me nervous.

"Ok...now what do you wanna tell me...your face is worrying me Brian I know that look..." he played with his hand a bit nervously before going out and coming back in with a baby carrier?

"Um so...we fucked a week before we got divorced...it wasn't that long ago maybe like...a year or something...and now um...we have another little baby?" He lifted it up revealing a cute peaceful sleeping baby as it held onto a little teddy bear. Oh boy now I'm pissed.

"Brian...put the baby in the hallway for a second please..." he nodded quickly putting it in the hall and closing the door behind him, probably knowing what was gonna happen next.

"BRIAN JOSEPH MCOOK! YOU FUCKED ANOTHER WOMAN AND GOT HER PREGNANT WITHOUT TELLING ME THIS BEFORE HAND AND NOW WE HAVE THE CHILD?!! HOW THE FUCK ARE WE GONNA TAKE CARE OF IT WITH THIS BABY ON THE WAY?!" He winced closing his eyes and looked down in shame as I went off on my rage, this wasn't acceptable at fucking all now.

"I'm sorry I really am!! I didn't know she was pregnant until now!! I mean we can do it! It'll prepare us for the new baby! It can't be that bad! I'm really really sorry!" I groaned rubbing my face, it's not like we can give it back since the mom doesn't want it, and I doubt Brian doesn't wanna let it go either.

"Briannn! I'm so fucking pissed at you right now!! How?! Why?! Whyyyyy?!" I groaned more holding my hands up jut praying for answer.

"I'm sorry...I know I used a condom but something must have happened..she said she didn't want it and wanted nothing to do with it...and I can't let it go..it's my own blood...please Trixie I can take care of it...I can be responsible...it'll prep me for our new baby..." he looked at me with puppy dog eyes pleading to keep it. Of course I couldn't say no to that face, and I can't stay mad at him after all.

"Alright you know what. Fine. Fine. As long as you be a good responsible father and prove to me your capable of this then we can do it together...lemme see this little baby anyways..." his eyes lit up and he smiled going back out and grabbing the carrier again. I mean if it's Brian's child then I'm sure they'll be adorable. He brought the carrier up to the bed and I looked in it again, I have to admit they are pretty fuckin cute.

"Aw...is it a boy or a girl?" I asked tilting my head a bit. I couldn't tell since it was all bundled up in blankets and such. Brian shrugged and took the blankets off and unbuckled it from the carrier.

"Looks like a girl...it's wearing a pink onesie...and has a pink blanket..." he softly wrapped her up and held her close to her. I smiled watching him look down at her lovingly, he really does care about this cute little girl.

"She looks like you a bit...she has your nose and lips...i hope she has your eyes too..." I put my head on his shoulder looking down at her as well. She looked really peaceful and even smiled a bit when Brian softly rubbed her cheek with his thumb.

"I hope she does...but I wanna name her...I was told she wasn't named yet...and I wanna name her something special..." I kissed his cheek smiling, god he's just so caring and cute for such a muscular guy.

"Hm...it's all up to you really...she's yours after all..." he stayed silent for a minute, most likely thinking of names before I felt him jump a bit.

"I have the perfect name...yaktrina petrovna zamolochickova..." I sat there confused trying to process that whole name he just said, but I just blanked.

"I-I'm sorry what...Brian that's a mouthful right there...I'll never remember that..." he laughed at my confused face before kissing my cheek.

"Sorry, that's her full name in Russian..I like it and it's cute...but we can call her Katya...it seems fitting to me..." I smiled nodding liking that name much better, easy and simple for a little country girl like me.

"I love you Brian, but whenever you say anything in Russian it confuses the hell out of me, remind me to have a translation book on hand next time" he laughed rolling his eyes at me, he likes to tease me by speaking in Russian and watching me stand there absolutely confused, I hate it but he finds it hilarious.

"Trixie..I'm sorry all this happened all of a sudden...I understand if you don't want anything to do with Katya..." he looked down sadly pulling Katya closer to him. It made my heart ache hearing him say that, I was mad hearing it all, but after seeing her I don't see the bad thing about keeping her.

"Hey...I never said I wouldn't wanna be in her life...if her real mother won't be there for her...then I will...we can do this together...can I hold her babe?" He smiled widely and I saw tears form in his eyes as he softly handed Katya to me. I smiled holding her close and watching her snuggle into me, she's absolutely adorable.

"I think she's gonna fit in just perfectly...my cute little Russian baby" Brian cooed taking her tiny little hand, she instantly wrapped her hand around his finger as she opened her eyes sleepily, showing off the same striking green that Brian has.

"She does have your eyes...she's a little you...daddy little girl..." I whispered to him while tears fell down his cheeks.

"My little baby...I'm gonna protect you no matter what...and you'll always have me and momma Mattel...she's gonna make sure your always happy and safe...she'll be a way better mom then your real one will ever be..." we looked at each other lovingly as my heart melted, oh how did I manage to get such a perfect man...