6:38pm
Amber's apartment
"Señora, señora, s– hmm? Hmm, hmm." Gavin made dumb sounds when Amber dashed towards him and covered his mouth with her hands.
Placing a finger on her lips, "shh don't speak" Amber whispered.
Slowly taking her little hands off his lips, Gavin scrunched his brows, "Baby why are you acting weird? Is there something going on in here or did buglers broke into the mansion?"
Vigorously nodding her head, "no amor"
"Wrapping his hands on her wide waist, Gavin curled his lips upwards. "Then what's up with you?"
"Amor speak softly"
"Why are you whispering? And why do you want me to speak softly?"
"Amor I think you should leave now before my dad sees you here"
Raising his eyebrows up, "your dad? I thought you–
"Yes but it's a long story, okay? I'll tell you about everything later but right now you have to leave"
Frowning confusedly, "Baby what's goin on? You're acting so weird? Why are you insisting I leave? I came to take you home, we're going home now"
Vigorously nodding her head, "Gavin Gavin Gavin Gavin, no I can't go home with you today, I can't"
Taking a deep breath, Gavin pulled away, with a serious look on his face. "Where's Aunt Ingrid and Diego?"
"They're upstairs in their rooms"
"Okay then, I'll call Aunt Ingrid and tell her that am taking you home"
Widening her eyes, Amber vigorously shook her head. "Amor no, you don't have to do that"
Brushing his hands on his face, Gavin groan in frustration. "Amber what's goin on? Can't you explain to me what's going on and stop beating around the corner?"
"Amor are you sure you'll be able to face my dad's questions?"
Scrunching his brows, "Huh? Your–
"Just answer the damn question" Amber whispered.
Taking a deep breath, Gavin rolled his eyes and sighed, "Yes I'll try and what is it all about?"
"Amor my dad is mad at me for getting pregnant outta marriage. He is super mad at you for not putting a ring on my finger and–
"Is that all?"
"Yes"
Wrapping his hands on her waist, he lowered himself down a bit to peck her lips and her big belly. Gazing into her eyes, he chuckled. "Honey your dad is formal, right?"
Vigorously nodding her head, "yes he is very formal so–
"So I better don't talk to him informally, right? I got it." Rubbing her hair, he added with a smiling face, "you look cuter than this morning when I dropped you off. Are you sure my babies didn't kick today?"
Rolling her eyes, "they kicked me countless times today, they made me vomit five times and–
"They made you eat eight times too, wasn't that what you wanted to say?"
"Silly boy, how did you know that?"
"Huh? How did I know that? You're talking as if we've not been living together"
Widening her eyes and mouth, Amber covered her mouth with her hands. "Gavin don't tell me you've been reading my pregnancy books?"