No. 9

Monday.

-MONDAY-

It was the first day of a new week. I got up early because I woke up with a killer craving. I needed to eat something. It would not leave until I had eaten what I needed. 

I reached into the fridge and found that Reece had had it fully stocked. It made me love him even more. I pulled out some fruit and ice cream. Then also some donuts. Not the healthiest but what I wanted. 

I mixed the fruit into some ice cream and started shovelling it in with the donuts. I stood in the light of the fridge eating like a pig. I did not feel very graceful. 

"What are you doing?" Asked a tired Reece. 

I froze with donut in my mouth. I slowly turned around and looked at the doorway. It was Reece he was still half asleep. His hair was a massive mess.

-LATER-

Reece was a bossy pants he made me stop eating and go back to bed. I managed to sleep for a few more hours. I was awoken by the smell of a good cooked breakfast. In pregnancy my sense of smell had gotten even better. Some things made me sick but somethings I could smell for ages. 

I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs to the food. On the table glorious food waited for me. Reece made me a plate and said " Bon Appetit." I kissed him and dug in.

It was like a mouth orgasm and it definitely killed the craving.

I helped him clear up and then had a shower. We would be seeing my sister and her partner in a few hours. I was worried. What if something went wrong or they did not actually get along. 

Reece on the other hand seemed as calm as a cucumber. It annoyed me a little.

-MEETING THE SISTER-

I was very anxious in the car. I could not help but fidget and struggle.

Reece lent his hand across and took hold of my right hand. I knew what he was saying. It worked. I defiantly felt better.

We soon arrived at the park. It was actually somehow a good day in Sheffield. We had chosen to walk around the Botanical gardens. It was beautiful.

We met my sister and her partner at pavilions. Reece and my sister seemed to get along. It made things easier. My sister was one of the people I was scared about him meeting because she is the better sister. I  mean that way I say it. She is better in every way. She has the most talent, looks, skill, social. She is just better in anyway. 

Normally most boys would gravitate to her over me. I would often feel bad about myself after being with her and when she meets my boyfriends.

Though this time it was different Reece made me feel special and looked after me. He really was a good guy.

We finished looking around the gardens then went to get something to eat. It was hard because Reece and I had to hide. Luckily we found someone that was good but out of the way.

We then had dinner back at the cottage just us. It was lucky for me as it meant I could put my pyjamas on.