"Anthony fucking Hudson!! Why the hell did you come through the window?" She asks, making him blush. Oh my goodness, he is so cute when he blushes. But his cheeky smile is gone and he just stares directly at me, with pure intensity. I stare at him too, he knows the results. And I am not so sure about them.
But the smile he gives me just proves to me that I am pregnant.
"Why are you just standing there you big goof? Come and get your damn mate." My mom says causing us both to laugh and then melt into each other's arms.
"Is it true? Are you really pregnant with my child?" I laugh, tears streaming down my face. He asked as if he can't believe it. Well, he better, that is what happens when people have unprotected lovemaking.
"I really don't know, sir is your name Anthony Hudson because I will have a package to deliver to you in 8 to 9 months." I joke and his smile beams at me. At least, I know now that this baby is not a problem or a burden to him. I have never seen how proud he looks, his eyes just light up.
I just hug him tight. "You ready for bed sleepyhead? I know you haven't been sleeping well. Well both of us haven't." I say into his chest, my words a little muffled. His arms around me feel like every dream has come true.
"Sleeping sounds really nice," he hums. I just realize my mom left the room, most likely to tell the whole family I am pregnant. Typical mom thing my mom would do, if she doesn't tell them then I will be shocked. She is a sucker for spreading news, especially when it is good.
We walk up the stairs ready to finally get some sound sleep. Since in 8-9 months I won't be getting much.
We lay down on my old bed. Oh my, it feels so damn good. Maybe I should clean up my language a little while I am pregnant. I don't think I say it that much. But still, I don't want to hear my child say 'fuck you' instead of 'Mama' and 'Dada'. That would be horrible. Our apartment only has one spare room, which is full of my junk.
"What are you thinking?" He asks, snuggling up with me under the covers.
"How our apartment seems a bit too small if we are going to have a baby," he smiles and moves his head to where my mark is.
"I was thinking that too, maybe we can look for a place after the holidays." His breath tickles the side of my neck and I can't suppress my giggles.
His head pops up from my neck and he smiles.
"You don't know how much, I missed this." He says it full of worry.
"Don't worry you rescued me. You came for me and saved me like I knew you would. Carter can't do anything anymore remember you locked him up in his cell." He smiles at what, I just said.
"That fucking bastard deserves what's coming for him. Taking a man's Luna is like someone getting on their knees begging for death." I shiver at his cold words.
"Nobody deserves death, he could have killed me but, he didn't. We are not letting his blood on your hands. He was a dear friend that is the best and last thing I will do with him." Anthony's eyes flash dark, he is trying to control his wolf. Oh boy, his wolf is angry. I can sense it, he might shift soon. His eyes are not as human as they were.
"So, baby names, huh?", I ask and in an instant, he stops having to control his wolf. His eyes shed the anger and his wolf is now acting like a well-behaved puppy.
"I have a few in mind right now." He blushes, oh so he already has names picked out while I might have to take months to think about this.
"What are they?" I ask truly wanting to know the answer. I breathe in his earthy scent in the process.
"Let's just go to sleep," he laughs rolling over.
"Fine, I can just ask your stepmom over for tea. Both our moms can decide our future, we already know they would have a ball doing it." I laugh and his eyes widen in panic at the thought of letting them do that.
"Hell no, this is our child and we will pick the names." He says sternly causing me to roll my eyes.
"Well, we can't pick out names if you won't give me something to start off with," I say raising an eyebrow at him. Which should do nothing since we are both laying down in the dark. The only light is coming from the night light in the bathroom on his side of the room.
But he lets out a sigh of frustration. "Fine, babe. If it's a boy then Thomas Hudson or Benji Hudson. For a girl, I adore the name Anastasia Hudson or Haley Marie Hudson." I actually really like all those names.
"Who would have thought that you would pick out some amazing ass names." I laugh, pulling him into a side hug.
"How does it feel being pregnant? Does it hurt?" He asks clearly worried about my well being.
"My emotions are out of whack and my stomach seems to need more food than, I actually normally eat. Other than that I sometimes I get Morning Sickness throughout the day. So, so far so good. The only thing, I am not looking forward to is blowing up like a balloon. But instead of helium, there is taking off to be a baby, I am responsible for life." I say into his chest.
"Why is it considered morning sickness if it doesn't happen only happen in the morning?" I laugh a little while snuggling into his chest.
"I wish, I knew but when I'm with you I don't feel sick. But I still can't believe there is a whole ass baby about to grow in me. It's a lot of pressure. But there is no one I would rather do this with." I say with certainty.
"You don't know how incredibly awesome you are. I love you so much, Dianna." He says holding me a little too tight, but it feels so right.
"I love you too, some times I think way too much. Do you want to know my biggest craving?" I ask and he already has an absolutely ridiculous answer.
"Chocolate?" I shake my head no and he sighs again. I open my mouth to say it. But I figure I can show it to him better.
My hand dips in the waistband of his boxer briefs. He laughs to himself.
"You crave me? I think, I love the baby more now." He laughs, his dimples show up and make me melt into him.
"It's a pretty intense craving, but whenever I smell you it's like if I don't have you I might die," I explain.
"You do have me though." He says, cheekily as ever. He starts to hum a lullaby, but then I give him a chaste kiss.
"Not in that way." I blush, hiding my face away and tucking it into his shoulder. Thank god for the darkness too. His warmth and scent are very welcoming, s
"I get it, ever since I met you-you have been my number one craving," He states his voice so low and so sexy, it sends shivers throughout me.
"You were 5 and I was 2. I was a baby that is just weird." I laugh so freaking hard at my
"You get what I mean," I look up at him and laugh as he blushes, he looks so bashful.
"Now let's get to bed we have the whole pack to speak to tomorrow." I sigh and fall asleep.