His baby

Chapter 18

Katie's POV

I was currently laying in my bed watching TV while eating a bowl of pickles. Don't ask me why, but I've had a strong craving for pickles, and I can't tell you if it's because I'm pregnant or just because I like pickles. I melt in my seat when Channing Tatum takes off his shirt. He was the definition of so fine.

"Knock, Knock." I hear Hunter day from outside my door and I quickly pause my movie. I was watching Dear John. "Yes." I replied and Hunter opened my door before walking inside. I noticed he held his hand behind his back, trying to hide something from my view.

"What's up?" I ask as Hunter takes a seat at the bottom of my feet. He uses his hand that isn't behind his back to lift my feet and place them on his lap. This was an action I was use to. Hunter normally would sit by me and place my legs over his. It didn't bother me at all.

"I've been thinking, that since we're engaged now. I was going to do it the right way." Hunter says and I narrow my eyebrows at him confused. "What do you mean?"

Hunter removes his hand from behind his back revealing to me a small black box. Hunter smiled at me as he pulled open the top, and I gasp covering my mouth. Right in front of me was a gorgeous diamond ring. "H-Hunter you didn't have to do this." I speak in awe of the ring and in awe of Hunter. Engagement rings aren't cheap at all, and he spent his money on getting me a ring when we aren't even getting married.

"I know, but I wanted to." Hunter says grabbing my hand. "But—" I try to say that it was all too much, but he cut me off. "—But, nothing-" I watch as he takes the delicate ring from the box and bring it to my fingers. "-You. Are. My. Fiancé. You deserve a ring." He says slowly as he slides the ring onto my ringer. "Perfect." He whispers as he admires my hand, while I admired him.

"Thank you." I say wholeheartedly feeling as the butterflies, moved around in my stomach and made their way to my heart. I was very grateful, and not just of the ring. Hunter smiled down at my hand one last time before he smiled up at me. "There's no need to thank me-"He barely gets to finish until I cut him off.

"-Yes, there is. And not just for the ring, but for everything. You've been so good to me, and I want to thank you for that. I could of told you I was pregnant, and you not give a care in the world. Yet here we are... so thank you."

Hunter smile at me before pulling into a brief hug. "Thank you too." He mutter into my hair, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth. Hunter has a way of making me feel warm, safe, and taken care of... I don't know how he does it, but he manages to with ease.

"Are you Hungry? I was thinking of making Chicken Parmesan... unless you good with those pickles." Hunter says after pulling out of our short hug. I look down at my pickles and laugh. Why was I just eating straight pickles... maybe I can blame it on the pregnancy cravings.

"Chicken Parmesan sounds great." I reply back confirming that I was in fact Hungry, and did want to eat Chicken Parmesan. Hunter smiles at me one last time going to leave my room. "By the way..." He pauses and look back at me. I look over at him waiting for him to finish his thought. "...you have pickle breath." He finishes with a laugh.

My mouth gaps and I quickly cover my mouth. Hunter laughs harder and I feel myself getting embarrassed. "Hunter shut up! And get out!" I exclaim and Hunter hold his hands up in surrender. "My bad, it's just you might want to go handle that."He jokes and I quickly jump out my seat and charge toward him.

In the blink of an eye I'm directly in front of Hunter and hitting him. "Ok! I was joking!" Hunter shouts as he tried to catch my hands. Our laughter mingle and even though I was laughing and not even mad at him... I continued to hit him. "This is what happens when you mess with pregnant woman!" I exclaim and suddenly Hunter catches my wrist.