"Pey, where are you?" I hear my my wife of 3 months, Katia call out to me.
"I'm in the kitchen honey!" I holler back to her.
Once she enters the kitchen she says "I'm about to go shopping. Do you want to come?"
"Of course I want to come, Mrs. Smith." I say as placing my lips on hers. "I'll have Richard drive us." Then, I picked up my phone and called our driver, Richard. Of course, he said he'll be here in 5 minutes.
"The paparazzi is crazy out there." Katia informs me.
"All this just to figure out the gender of our baby. They're ridiculous. We will tell them when we are ready." I tell her.
"They're going to be surprised when we tell them we're having twin girls." She tells me giggling.
"Yeah, that's for sure." I respond, laughing. "Richards here!" I tell her and she waddles to the door. She can't walk 'normally' because her belly is so big, which is expected since she's 8 months pregnant with twins. "Could you go any slower?" I ask her as I pick her up bridal style. She explodes into a fit of giggles like she does every time are carry her like this.
"Pey! I was getting there!" She giggles.
"You were taking too long." I respond laughing.
"I love you" She sighs.
"I love you too, Mrs. Katia Smith. I love you so much." I respond as we get into the car.
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