Vow

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CHAPTER 22- Vow

Nicko's POV

"Nicko I don't want to be pregnant anymore." Demi whined for the hundredth time as we walked out of the maternity section with yet even more bags.

"I know Demi, but I think you've got enough clothes to be pregnant for the next year, now let's go home."

She nodded as I carried all the bags- like a good boyfriend, back to the car. As we drove home Demi grabbed my hand, "Can we stop somewhere? I'm hungry."

I nodded, "Where did you have in mind?"

She shrugged and looked out the window at the stores we passed, "I don't know."

I internally groaned, pregnant Demi was so indecisive it took her hours to figure out what she wanted for Chinese takeout.

"You know what, let's just go to the diner, I'll order for us because you're gonna take too long." Demi smiled and kissed my cheek softly.

"Okay, but I think we should hurry home too." Her voice was low and husky, and I immediately felt my pants tighten a bit at she let her hand rest on my inner thigh, inches away from my crotch.

"That's probably a good idea." I muttered, trying to keep my focus on the road and not her flushed expression. "Is Bellachia's good?"

Demi nodded and I felt her hand move father up my leg, "Sure, it's really good there. I love Italians..."

I let out a loud laugh at her not-so-obvious sexual pun, "I'm feelin' Mexican."

This time, her hand rested directly on my member, "Maybe tomorrow night. I'm thinking maybe that new fusion place that opened up?"

I stared hard at the road as her hand increased pressure on my dick. As we came to a red light, I shifted underneath her to try to ease my hard on.

"You okay baby?" She murmured, leaning over and kissing my neck.

"Uhh, yeah i'm fine." I managed to choke out and the light turned green causing my foot to slam down to try and speed to the restaurant as her hand began to rub back and forth over my pants.

"Demi." I warned, close to climaxing just by her rubbing me for the past ten minutes.

"Do you want me to stop?" She whispered into my ear, her breath raising goosebumps on my skin.

"While i'm driving yes."

To my despair, she didn't stop, but began to palm me more intensely, bringing me onto the edge before backing off again making me hiss in frustration. We got all the way to the restaurant with her doing this over and over again until I pulled in, and she got out of the car.

"Seriously?!" I yelled from the car, and heard her laugh.

"Let's go! I'm hungry!"

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The second we got home I pulled Demi into my arms and carried her to the bedroom, laying her gently on the bed and beginning to kiss my way up her body. She giggled, and tugged at my hair but just as I began to get into it, she squirmed underneath me and sprinted to the bathroom. Seconds later I heard the sound of everything she ate at dinner hitting the toilet. I sighed and walked after her, gently holding hair back and rubbing her lower back as she coughed into the cool porcelain.

"Oh my fucking God I hate being pregnant." I smiled slightly and helped her up, watching her as she brushed her teeth. Demi smiled me softly, "I'm sorry I teased you."

I shrugged, "It's fine, it was exciting but you need me now so I'm okay."

She turned around and rubbed my sides, "Would you totally and completely hate me if I asked if we could just cuddle and watch a movie?"

I smiled and wrapped my arms around her, "Of course not. You'll be horny again soon enough and I'll be waiting."

Demi hit my arm lightly and grabbed my hand, leading me into the closet where we both changed into comfy clothes, her a pair of my boxers and a t-shirt, me in just sweatpants with no shirt on.Then we went into the bedroom and Demi immediately snuggled up to me as I shifted through the movies, finally giving into Demi begging me to watch 'The Vow' with her for the fiftieth time. We were quiet as the film played, my fingers gently traced patterns on her back, occasionally I kissed her temple. Demi bit her lip and had a weird expression on her face when the screen went black, and she I shifted so I was looking at her.

"What's up?"

She sighed, "Do you ever think about marriage?"

I inhaled sharply and looked at the ceiling, "I'll admit, it hasn't been on my bucket list. I never really pictured having a future with any of the girlfriends I've had."

Demi nodded sadly and looked down, "Oh."

I lifted her chin with my fingertips, "That is, until I met you. Until I fell completely and irrevocably in love with you. Until I decided to take responsibility for my shit and be the best boyfriend and father I could ever be."

Demi's smile took over her face and she leaned up to kiss me passionately, "Okay. Now we can have sex."

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