Dean lifted Bryana's body so that she immediately chuckled and immediately held on to his shoulder.
"Honey, I can walk on my own. Put me down!" cried Bryan.
"Why is that? Do you doubt the strength of this your bodyguard?" Dean asked, glancing at Bryana.
"I'm getting heavier. now I'm almost 55 kg," answered Bryana.
Dean chuckled in his baritone voice then walked towards the main room still carrying Bryana bridal style. "Even though your weight will be doubled, I will still be strong. And just so you know, carrying you to the bed is an activity that I like."
Bryana smiled with a happy hue on her pretty face. "Yeah ... but I'm sure, maybe I won't gain more than double the weight. I remember I wasn't too fat when I was pregnant with Calvin."
"The important thing is that our child is healthy. Don't worry about weight. After giving birth, we will diet together," Dean exclaimed.
