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Claudia's pov
It's been a week since I've told Erich I'm pregnant.

The trial has been happening, but I haven't gone every day. I've just been taking care of myself...and my baby.

As time goes on, The more I've been second guessing me having an abortion.

We already scheduled an appointment, this week on Friday. They said I could have it as soon as tomorrow, but I decided against it.

But it's strange...

I've been reading baby books, looking at names, and even baby cribs and shit like that.

I know..weird.

Today I decided to not go to his trial, as my stomach has been having excessive pains.

I laid on the couch, drinking a cup of tea. I was looking at baby carriages, when I heard the door slam shut.

"Erich?" I yelled.

"Yeah?" He yelled back.

For the past few days, I've been staying at Erich's. He didn't want me out of his sight.

He came into the living room, exhaling as he sat next to me. He positioned us to where I was on top of him, my ass against his groin.

"What are you looking at?" He asked and looked at my phone.

"Baby carriages?" He asked and flipped me over, my eyes on his. I smiled.

"Are you thinking about actually having our child?" He asked and I didn't respond, simply smiling. He flipped us back over.

"Trial ended early today, some reporter had a meltdown and the judge got pissed. Are you coming tomorrow?" He asked, his hands on my belly. He started rubbing it. I laced my fingers through his hands.

"Maybe, I'll see how I feel." I said and he nodded.

"I can't believe you're almost two weeks pregnant, do you have any symptoms?" He asked, and I sighed.

"I have stomach paints, I've been getting weird cravings, mood swings, and my fucking breasts hurt." I complained and he rubbed my belly more.

"I guess that's what happens when your pregnant." He muttered and I nodded. We laid there in silence for a bit, the sound of the a/c running.

"Imagine this, we have a little baby girl." He whispered and I smiled.

"Hypothetically, if we did...do you have any names?" I asked and he smiled.

"If it's a girl, Emilia or Lila." He said and a huge smile was on my face.

"What about a boy?" I asked.

"Jackson...or maybe Atticus." He said and my face turned into an scowl.

"Atticus?"

"It's professional. Atticus Blunt...sounds pretty good to me." He said and I smiled.

"Yeah Yeah...whatever." I muttered, while he massaged my hips.

"What about you?" He asked.

"If it's a girl...probably Luna." I said and he squeezed my hips.

"Beautiful." He complimented. I felt my cheeks heat up.

"And a boy?" He asked, his fingers now trailing up my arms.

"A boy? Maybe Ashton, or Damon." I said and he chuckled.

"Damon Blunt...Ashton Blunt." He said and sighed.

"I think Damon sounds very mysterious and professional."

"I agree." He mumbled and tilted my head back. He kept on looking into my eyes, my heart melting at his gorgeous face.

"Kiss me you idiot." I whispered against his lips and he laughed.

"Well..now you've ruined the moment." He muttered and I grabbed his face, pressing his lips against mine.

The kiss lasted a few seconds...but something felt different. His hands went to my waist, flipping me over, me straddling him. I placed my hands in his hair, running them through it.

He was putting his hands in my shorts, when I pulled away.

"Maybe we shouldn't." I said, his lips attaching to my neck. He started sucking, most definitely leaving love bites. I lightly pulled away.

"I'm serious." I said and he rolled his eyes playfully, pouting like a baby.

"At least give me something!" He exclaimed as I got off him. I smiled as I kissed his cheek.

"There." I said and walked to his room.
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"You know...you have to stop teasing me..." He whispered.

We were now in bed, a Netflix movie playing. We both weren't listening.

"Why? It's so fun to." I said, and he rolled his eyes. I giggled as he started pulling at my shirt.

"Erich! Stop! Is all you think about is sex?" I asked and he scoffed.

"How dare you make such an accusation!" He exclaimed playfully.

"You were just pulling my shirt down you pervert!" I said and he chuckled.

"You've let me do it hundreds of times...why can't I do it now?" He asked, his mouth near my ear. I hummed, and he bit my earlobe.

"Because I don't want to." I said and pulled away again.

"Plus..I have a baby in my stomach...won't it...like hear that or something?" I asked and Erich laughed.

"You don't know much about babies..do you?" He asked and I sighed.

"Listen this little thing has been in here for two weeks..I'm not going to know everything." I said jokingly.

"Do you really want to abort it?" He asked, for like the millionth time. The room went completely silent, except the small sound of the movie in the background.

"No." I whispered and Erich suddenly grabbed me, pinning me against the bed.

"What?" He asked and I nodded.

"I want it." I whispered, my voice coming out extremely raspy. He picked me up and grabbed me, swinging me around.

"Celebratory sex?" He asked and I scoffed.

"You wish, you idiot. I'm going to go call my parents." I said and he groaned while throwing himself onto the bed.

"You're killing me Claudia...you're killing me very slowly..." He said and I smiled.

"Good...and I'll plan your funeral when you finally die." I yelled out as I grabbed my phone.
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A/N
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