Can't Fall in Love Without You (Christian Yelich)

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Elizabeth sighed as she examined her protruding stomach in the bathroom mirror. She wasn't even through her first trimester, and she already felt like a ginormous whale. With Reilly, she didn't really feel any bigger until halfway into her second trimester. She knew women generally showed sooner during their second pregnancy, but this was overwhelming.

She was taking such good care of herself — exercising regularly, watching her macros, letting Christian coach her through intervals on occasion — so it all seemed very unfair. She had worked so hard to get back to a size 8, where she felt the best about her body.

"What's wrong, baby?" Christian asked, wrapping his arms around her from behind, his insanely large hands resting overs hers, covering them completely.

"I'm huge," she said plainly.

"You're pregnant, and you're beautiful." Christian kissed the top of her head and watched their faces in the mirror. His wife seemed so sad, and he felt so helpless. "How about I show you?" He moved his hands to her hips and pulled her body closer to his before placing a couple of kisses on her neck.

"I really don't feel sexy enough," she said softly, her hands still resting on her stomach.

"What can I do to help make you feel sexy, then?" he asked gently. "I'd do anything."

She laughed a little, and the smile made him feel slightly better. He just wanted the love of his life to be happy. "How about we watch a movie on the couch like old times?"

"Did you feel sexy while I was falling in love with you on that couch?" he asked, a small smirk on his lips.

"Yeah, I hadn't experienced pregnancy yet," she said with a chuckle, turning around to face him and gently kissing his lips. "I love our babies, though. They're worth all of this."

Christian grinned from ear to ear as relief washed over him due to her sweet words. "We have the best family," he muttered, kissing her this time.

He wouldn't change a thing. The present was perfect.

***

"I didn't know baseball documentaries turned you on," Christian laughed, as she mounted his cock only a couple of hours after her minor breakdown in the bathroom, her insecurity over her stomach temporarily fading away. Christian always brought her back to him. Just his presence calmed her down.

"I think this has more to do with how in love with you I am," she murmured as she set the pace. Christian responded by placing his hands on her hips and guiding her movements ever so slightly.

He moaned and shut his eyes as she took him in and out of her; his wife knew all the tricks he liked. The variation in speed. Touching her breasts. Squeezing her walls so tightly around him . . .

Fuck, he was cumming. Five minutes in, and he couldn't help himself. Her breasts bouncing. Her perfect tummy. The tightness. He had no control.

She giggled when he released earlier than usual. "I must have done a pretty good job, huh?"

Christian locked eyes with her, a hint of embarrassment on his long face. "Too good of a job. No worries, though, I'll always take care of my girl." He gave her another smirk before helping her move up his body and mount his face.

This time, she was the one who came in a few minutes, legs shaking so intensely she had to grab onto the headboard for stability.

"You're so smug," she sighed contentedly as she wrapped her arms around her husband after recovering from her release.

"I love you, Elizabeth Anne." And God, did he.

***

She wanted Reilly's first birthday to be as perfect as Ivy's . . . Just a bit quieter, a bit smaller, but it wasn't. Current teammates and coaches. Former teammates and coaches. Collin. Her parents and sister. Kaitlin and a few of her other peers. Overall, a solid 50 people flooded their home.

Fortunately for them, Indian Summer made an appearance, meaning they could open up their backyard to visitors, even though it was late October in Milwaukee and they had seen snowflakes a few days earlier. The Midwest was so dramatic.

"What can I do?" Christian asked, as Elizabeth displayed the cake she had put so much time into — three layers, a true labor of love. She had let Christian convince her to cater the food, as he didn't want her to not enjoy the day, but she insisted she make the cake. Reilly was worth all the time in the world.

"Just have fun," she said with a smile, kissing him on the lips.

"Ew, get a room, sluts," Justin Bour joked, smacking Christian playfully on the shoulder.

They both laughed as Christian gave her another small, sweet kiss. "Let's give the boy his cake, and then I'll make our little announcement," he whispered into her ear.

Elizabeth nodded, excited to share their news with the most important people in their lives

Reilly destroyed his cake — half of it on his face, half of it splattered in the grass. Everyone laughed. Christian immediately posted the video clip to his Instagram story — so proud of sweet baby boy's inability to eat more than ten percent of his piece of cake. He loved Reilly so much, and it made Elizabeth so proud of the family they had created.

She couldn't believe this was her happy life.

Christian cleared his throat to get the attention of all their guests gathered in their backyard. "So, we have a little announcement to make," he started, holding a giggling Ivy in his arms while Elizabeth managed a squirmy Reilly. "Our little family is growing to five in May. My amazing wife is making me the happiest man in the world." He placed a hand tenderly on Elizabeth's tummy for further emphasis.

Elizabeth smiled, and they kissed as they were met with cheers and a toast started by a slightly inebriated Collin Yelich.

It was the perfect day. Perfect, perfect, perfect.

Everything was just right.