It's The Falling in Love

Chapter Sixty-Nine

News spread fast that Michael and I were expecting. I had no say in it, obviously, but I'm over it now. I'm fine that Michael told the world without telling me..

Okay, I'm not fully over it but I will soon! 

So here I am sitting beside my husband and I'm now four months pregnant.

I admit, for being four months my stomach is a bigger bump than it usually is.

Michael wraps his arms around me, snuggling against me.

I smirk, "Babe, I think we should go see a doctor sometime. You know, just for a checkup." I say.

Michael smiles, "Sounds like a good idea, Mia." He says, yawning.

"I never really had a checkup during my pregnancies in the past.. I think it would do us some good." I say.

Michael nods, "I agree. Actually, I was gonna go talk to you about it soon. I'm glad you brought it up." He smirks.

I smile, "Maybe we'll even be able to know the gender." I excitedly say.

Michael smiles, "I'd love that." He grins widely.

Michael moves his hands onto my stomach. "I honestly can't wait, Mia." He blushes.

I smirk.

"I'm going to be a father!" He gushes.

I glare at him, "Rose may be sleeping down the hall but she's your daughter too. Don't you remember that?" I snap.

Michael slightly frowns, "I know, Mia. I meant it like.." He sighs.

"This baby is actually going to be mine. My blood, everything." He smirks.

I slap his hands away from me as I slowly get up. "Don't speak about my babies like that. Rose is yours too. You've said so yourself." I glare at him.

Michael jumps off of the couch, "Baby, I didn't mean it like that!" He begs, following me down the hall.

"I'm sure you didn't." I sarcastically say, rolling my eyes.

I hear Michael sigh loudly, "Mia, don't be like this. Please?" He begs, grinning at me.

I stop walking as I cross my arms, glaring at him.

Michael gently touches my arm.

"Mia, of course I love Rose like my own. Please understand that it's different when it's my own blood too!" He smiles.

"This baby could actually look like me!" He gushes, looking at my stomach.

"I'll always love our children equally, Mia." Michael softly says, looking up at me.

I frown, "Rose has curls like you.." I mumble, holding onto Michael's hands.

Michael smirks, "I know. It's adorable." He chuckles.

I smirk, looking at him. "Mhm.." I blush.

Michael smiles, "Rose looks so much like you, Mia." He smiles.

"Your eyes, hair... Everything." He says, staring into my eyes.

I feel my face heat up.

"If we're not careful, she's gonna attract all the boys when she grows up like her mama." Michael smirks.

"She'll be a model like her too." Michael smirks.

I blush, "Michael..." I giggle in embarrassment.