Made For You [COMPLETED]

Preggy And Sexy

Julia's POV

Three months In...

"Lukey," I called from where I was seated-on the bed feeling extremely lazy again this morning. Huh! "Babes!"

"Coming," Richard yells on his way from the bathroom. "Morning Kittie."

I let him kiss me on the lips tenderly and softly the way he alone could.

"Slept well?" He asked, putting his hands on my already tummy.

"Uh! I hate being so lazy and I couldn't sleep because Sunshine kept turning till dawn," I whined feeling sour.

Richard took his seat beside me planting a kiss on my tummy. "Hey Sunshine, Dad greets you."

Looking at the back of his head with a glare I groaned out my upset. "Don't you have something to say to me, I couldn't sleep but you slept like a fucking log of wood last night."

Richard closes his eyes and shook his head, taking a few minutes to respond to me. "Babe, I'm sorry. You know how spent I was yesterday, I couldn't hold out."

"Uh," I groaned and pull his head in for a peck. "That should cure whatever stress it is you went through."

"It sure did," he smiles. "I knew you would soon be up so I made you a bubble bath already, the beginning of my forgiveness tour."

He winked and poked at my cheeks mischievously. I looked at him hoping I could keep a straight face but failed as my lips turned upside in a smile.

"Awwn, you are so sweet baby." I grinned at him, forgetting how badly I wanted to whine at him for yesterday because you can't have a fine specimen like Richard smiling down at you and still be crossed. "I'm going to specially whip you something delicious for the morning."

"Oh, leave it to Kess."

But he insisted on doing it himself. He carried me against my protest to the bathroom and placed me gently in the tub.

"You take care of yourself for me while I get your food ready," he pecked me again. "I'll have Kess come around in case you need help."

I shook my head. "She can help in the kitchen, I'll handle myself here."

Kesiana is our new housemaid but we call her Kess for short. It was a rigorous process getting someone that could easily take care of the house. But thanks to Richard's step mother Ciara, we were able to finally find the middle aged woman who has home management experience of nothing less than twenty years.

"Okay babe," again another peck Richard stole before leaving the room.

After my shower, I found it hard to choose any of my maternity dresses despite the bulky stock of them and decided to go for one of Richard's sweatshirts and short.

I am three months and a week gone and a little bumpy, but if you don't look closely at my tummy, you might be fooled there is no human growing in there.

Walking down the stairs, I sight Richard as he dashed in with what looks like a tray of cookies. On sighting me he quickly dropped the tray and made for me.

"You're going to kill me Kittie, walking the stairs!" He huffs and I clung to him. "The elevator is there for a reason babe, I don't want you stressing yourself."

Smiling, I put myself in his embrace and kissed his cheek. He is so cute.

Just because the doctor told me to be very careful and not stress myself too much because it looks like we will be having a bridge baby, Richard never wants me to lift a finger or do a thing.