Her Billionaire. His Angel

Chapter 43

Natalia's outfit ^

Natalia's POV

Five months later... eight and half months into pregnancy...

"Wake up sleepyhead," A delicate voice murmured, all the while feeling something jabbing my cheek.

"Sam? I think you should stop poking my cheek. Unless you're okay with having a bald head." Another voice stifled their laughter. "Aha aha, you're so funny. Now get up, Nat."

I ignored my sister completely, trying really hard not to get mad at her for bugging me. What is it with people interrupting my sleep?! I'm pregnant and moody. Are they really doing this right now?

...Ten minutes later...

When I woke up, it wasn't by decision at all. No, no, no... I jolted up in my bed, incensed at my sister and Noelle as they stood there before my bed. Sam had a timid smile on her face while Noelle had her arms crossed with a smirk.

Yep, that is definitely Jack's sister...

"Natalia Henderson, get your prego booty up!" Noelle sternly voiced like a chiding mother.

I scoffed, rolled my eyes, and flipped them off with my famous moody-morning look.

"I truly don't think you want your man to see you like this dear sister so—." Sam rips the covers right off my legs and was thankful that I was completely dressed. For quite a while, I've shamelessly been going au naturel while I sleep cause why not? It's June, and it's hot. Not that the pregnancy is helping either.

I've been wanting this baby out since my sixth month of pregnancy.

As I tried to get up angrily, I failed miserably as my stomach muscles were no where to be found with this belly. Both Noelle and Sam laugh before coming to help me up. Once I was up, I glared at them both. "If you guys laugh at me one more time..." I threatened and waddled my way to the bathroom.

Sam gave me a wink in response.

"Kay, I'm going out there to make breakfast. Noelle, would you stay here and make sure prego over there doesn't return to dreamland?" Sam asked behind me as I rolled my eyes and shut the door to my bedroom.

Once in front of the mirror, I gaze at my appearance. My baby bump wasn't enormous however, it wasn't little either. In any case, I'm not implying that pregnancy is easy. God no.

Pregnancy is as simple as maintaining a distance from junk food for like, your whole life. It's excruciating. Just this sort of pain has a great deal to do with feeling the physical cons.

My fingers pushed on a specific spot on my stomach, just to feel the kick of my baby. A grin spread across my face. "Good morning my sweet baby girl. Trying to get mommy to wake up?"

"Natalia? Please tell me you're not nodding off in the bathroom." Noelle called out. I laughed a bit.

Poking my head out of my bathroom door, I looked at her pointedly. "Would you like to choose an outfit for me?" Noelle's eyes lit up excitedly.

After I got done with showering, brushing my teeth, touching up my daily skin care routine, curling my hair, doing my make up, and getting dressed—I was basically ready to go. I didn't have any idea why they woke me up early to get dressed up at eight thirty in the morning.

When I put everything away, I slipped on my shoes. Yep, I'm one of the lucky ones without the swollen feet and I'm glad for that as I would probably be walking around with flip flops all the time.

Going back in front of the mirror, I still thought about how irritated I still was, but that irritation slowly dissipated as I thought about my life now.