"If he makes you laugh, kisses your forehead, says he's sorry, makes an effort, holds your hand, works hard, attempts to understand you, then believe it or not he's pretty close to perfect." - happywivesclub.com
Lukas Rosenbauer's POV
We've been here in Chicago for three weeks, just a week and we will move back to San Francisco. My wife changes a lot, she is not arguing at me so much. I'm just wondering if after she gave birth she will go back hurling me stuff. I scoffed and laughed at myself.
"Babe, let's go. You're laughing alone. Don't worry I'll schedule your session with a psycho expert after I have visited my OB."
I hug her and I laugh hard. My crazy wife. Today we will visit her OB. We will get a clearance because she travels a lot.
Last night...
"Babe, accompany me to my OB tomorrow I have a check-up at ten and after lunch drive me to the office I have a meeting with Mr. Stanford."
She told me while we were already lying on the bed. I will accompany her but what caught me is she has a meeting with a businessman tomorrow I'm curious.
"How old is he?" She removed herself from my embrace. And looked at me with her eyebrows crossed.
"Honey?" She asked.
"I'm just curious."
"Sort of your age." I pulled her to my chest and ran my hand through her hair as always.
"I will see." I told her and kissed the top of her head. She made a deep sigh.
"Are you going to accompany me tomorrow?" She asked again.
"Of course, baby."
"Honey, I just remember something. Since you're pregnant so you're no longer gonna attend any drag racing competition."
"Yeah. But I will after I gave birth."
This stubborn woman.
"Honey, do not teach our children to hold guns and be in drag racing, Yes?"
"No. Our children will be the heir of my guns and cars."
This gave me chills. But I will not argue with her. Let me give it to you this time, my love.
"We will cross the bridge when we are there."
"I'll use my yacht then, good night honey."
She kissed me and closed her eyes to sleep. I scoffed. This is the woman that I marry, I have to accept her.
Her baby bump is a little obvious now. I run my hand on her belly.
"Honey, you're still the sexiest woman in my eyes though this is no longer flat. I'm so excited to see my son."
"She's a ballerina, babe."
"Surfer."
After I've said that an idea pops on my mind.
"Honey, what if let us tell your OB not to tell us our baby's gender? Let's find this out once you give birth."
She looks at me and smiles.
"Wow babe! Sounds a good idea!"
I kiss her and walk her to the car.
We walk in a white painted clinic and the sight of it makes her pale.
"Honey, everything's alright?" I ask her I'm afraid she might faint here.
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Manchester (Sequel)
Romance"Spread your legs my love." I whisper between my kisses and she does. I am now in between her legs. "Cling your legs around my waist babe" When she does I start to get inside her and she groans hard. "Lukas..." I move inside her, she is so wet. "Hon...
