His expression turns to a soft smile. "I'm gonna be a father?" he whispers. I nod. "I'm so happy," I say. "Fire, this is the best gift you could've given me."
We got up and paid for dinner, then went back to our room in the galley. We switched the TV on and watched Ghost Adventures for a while until we both got tired.
I grabbed his hand and cuddled up close to his chest and fell asleep, and I could hear his heartbeat that hopefully only beat for me.
On the way home...
We were in the G-Wagon and George had his hand on my thigh. "I love you, baby," he mumbled. "You're gonna be a great mother."
"You're gonna be a good father," I say. He smiles at me and kisses me. We pull into the garage.
"How are we gonna tell Nathan about this? And Andrew? And Preston? So many people we need to tell. And Kitty + Matt??" he asked. I cut him off with a kiss.
"Moose, we'll be fine. They'll understand. Do you even know how I got pregnant?" He blushed. "I had sex with you, right?" I nod. "But do you remember where??"
He shakes his head in defeat. I sigh. "Moose, you fucked me without warning at a party. I was so scared you were going to get mad at me that I was pregnant. Even though it was your fault."
"Baby, I'm so sorry and why did you think I would get mad at you?" "I don't know," I admit. Then something happened...
...the baby started to kick.
