[Time skip: 1 month later]
Jay's POV:
Sunrise hit through the curtains and I saw Keifer next to me, his hand resting on my bump, and today is my baby shower 🎉.
"Keifer, wake up," I said, shaking him.
"Ahh babe, some time," he groaned.
"Keifer, it's getting late, come on," I said. I think it's time to use a trick.
"Okiee, who will wake up first? I'm gonna give kisses how much they want, so who's gonna get their kisses?" I said.
He bolted up right.
"Me," he said.
I smiled at his cuteness and went to his lap and kissed him raw, honestly. Five months, we were maintaining our intensity. I missed his lips so much. We were kissing like that only, and that's when my phone buzzed. We broke from the kiss.
And my big baby seemed upset. He nuzzled his head on my boobs.
"Nature can't see us happy," he mumbled between my boobs.
I just chuckled, and he tilted his head with puppy eyes 🥺.
"Can I kiss your boobs?" he asked, and I nodded and gave him permission with my boobs.
My boobs were revealing because of my dress.
I picked up the phone—it was Freya. I was still sitting on his lap.
"Girl! Where are you? We are in your house," she said.
"Wait, Freya, I have one important thing," I said.
The big baby was still between my boobs. He licked them and I gasped.
"Girl! Seriously, you're pregnant and you're making out with your overprotective husband," she said. I think section E was there—they hooted.
I rolled my eyes. Keifer was sucking my boobs, and my fingers tangled in his hair automatically.
"Keif, slow down, babe," I whispered.
"Hm, you're still delicious even after pregnancy, Jay," he said between my boobs. I gasped.
"Then what are gasps and slow down?" Freya said, still on the phone.
"They're nothing. Just shut up and wait for us, we'll come," I said and hung up.
I looked at Keifer, who was still between my boobs, sucking them.
"Keif, baby, they'll come. We wanna go," I said.
"It's okay, they'll wait for us," he said between my boobs.
"Fine," I said, opening my hands and hugging his head. I nuzzled deeply until his face went into my dress.
He opened the first button of my dress. I wasn't wearing a bra, so he went easily and saw my nipples—they were hard as rock.
He slowly put me on the bed. I was shocked because after he had done this much, he went somewhere, making me sit there.
He came back with a jar, locked the door, sat down on the bed, and patted his lap for me to sit. I went to his lap as he said.
He opened the jar—it was honey 🍯. I was now more confused by his actions.
Then he took one of my boobs and dipped my nipple in the honey, taking it into his mouth and starting to suck it hard.
"Keif, they're waiting for us," I said.
He left my nipple. "Don't worry, babe. I told them we have an important thing to do and we'll come when I call," he said, and again dipped my nipple in honey.
"Fine," I said, opening my hands and pulling his face closer to my boobs until his face touched them.
He groaned and sucked hard.
"But slow down, ke-if, babe," I said, moaning.
"Hmm," he said, still sucking.
We were like that only for some time, and then my phone buzzed. Keifer looked at me with puppy eyes 🥺. I nodded, and he nuzzled his head deeply into my boobs.
The call was from Freya.
"Girl! Did you do it? You're making out with your husband," she said.
"Just shut your mouth and come in ten minutes," I said and hung up.
I looked at my big baby, who was sucking my nipples.
"Keif, babe, they're coming. We wanna go," I said.
"Hm," he groaned, still sucking. He tilted his head. "You can do it at night, ok? Hm," he said.
I said it because he won't leave once he starts. "Promise."
"Promise," he said with puppy eyes.
Ahh, he's so cute like this.
"Promise," I said and kissed him. We broke from the kiss because we were breathless.
"Ok," I said.
He nodded. I got up from his lap and put the button of my dress back because he had opened it. Then I went to bathe and wore a shirt and trousers.
Keifer was ready. He came toward me and kissed my bump ❤️.
"Come on, let's go. They'll come," he said.
I nodded.
As we went downstairs, Freya came up to me.
"Gurll, tell me how many months you've been pregnant," she asked.
"Five months," I said.
"Then why is your bump like nine months?" she said.
I just shrugged it off.
Cin came running toward me for a hug, but Keifer stopped him.
"Don't hug her," Keifer said.
Cin pouted.
"Why?" he asked.
"That's not good for the baby, and you'll hug her tightly, so no," Keifer said 😌.
Cin stomped his foot and went toward Section E.
"Your overprotective husband is overprotecting again," Freya said.
"Shut up, Freya. He's just taking care of me and my baby," I said.
"Ohh, now wife is shielding her husband," she announced.
Section E hooted.
I smacked her head.
Keifer's POV:
After breakfast, we were waiting for Jay—my wife—for the baby shower. She had said she didn't want any hall to celebrate it.
So we arranged everything in the garden.
(Decoration of the Baby Shower in comment)
Our parents from both sides arrived one by one.
And then she came—my wife.
She was glowing in that dress.
(Jay's Baby Shower Dress in comments)
She is looking like a goddess.
My mom went to her and hugged her gently.
"Aww, sweetheart, you're so gorgeous," my mom said.
She smiled.
"Thank you, mom," she said.
And then all started the celebration 🎉.
Soft music played in the background as everyone gathered around Jay, smiling and cheering. The garden looked beautiful with pastel balloons, fairy lights, and a banner that read "Welcome Little One."
My mom brought a silver tray and did a small blessing, placing her hand gently on Jay's head and bump. Jay closed her eyes, smiling softly.
Freya made everyone laugh with her jokes while Cin clicked pictures nonstop, capturing every little moment.
Then came the games.
They made Jay guess the baby items while blindfolded, and everyone laughed when she got most of them wrong. Freya teased her endlessly, and Jay just rolled her eyes, giggling.
Next, they made me taste different baby foods. Jay laughed so hard seeing my expressions that she held her stomach and leaned on me.
After that, everyone wrote wishes for the baby on small cards. Jay read each one carefully, her eyes getting watery as she smiled.
The cake was brought out, shaped like tiny baby shoes. Jay cut the cake while everyone clapped and cheered, and she fed me the first bite.
Gifts were opened next—tiny clothes, soft toys, baby shoes. Jay kept touching each one gently, imagining our baby in them.
Then Freya clapped her hands loudly, a mischievous smile on her face.
"Time for games," she announced.
First was the gender guessing game.
Everyone was given small cards—pink on one side, blue on the other. They had to guess whether the baby was a boy or a girl and write their reasons. Some said it was because Jay was glowing, some said it was because of her cravings, and some just guessed randomly.
Jay laughed as she read the guesses out loud, teasing everyone when they disagreed. I stood beside her, my hand resting protectively on her bump, smiling at how excited everyone was.
Next came the bump size measuring game.
Freya brought out a ribbon and gave it to everyone one by one. They had to guess the size of Jay's bump by cutting the ribbon to what they thought was the correct length.
There was a lot of laughter when people compared their ribbons—some too big, some way too small.
When the actual measurement was taken, almost no one guessed it right. Everyone groaned while Jay laughed softly, shaking her head.
"The closest one wins," Freya said, and everyone clapped for the winner.
Jay was glowing, tired but happy, as she leaned into me. The games ended with laughter, love, and blessings for our little one.
After some time, the baby shower ended and all of them went to their houses. Jay looked exhausted, but she was looking so radiant. I went towards her.
"You're looking radiant," I said.
She chuckled.
"Even after I am looking like this?" she asked.
"In this also," I said.
I lifted her in bridal style. Even after her pregnancy, she weighed nothing—she's so lightweight. She was shocked by my actions.
"Keifer, I am heavy. Put me down, I can walk," she said.
I didn't say anything because if she argues with me, I won't listen. I took her to her spa and put her down on the marble floor and undressed her slowly. I saw her body—even after pregnancy, her curves are still there.
I put on some hot water to cool her down and kissed her slowly. She undressed my trousers and shirt. I seated her on my lap and kissed her slowly, mesmerising her lips.
After the shower, I took her slowly to our bedroom and seated her down on the bed. I took a towel and dried her up. I took my oversized T-shirt and made her wear it, and she wore her shorts. I put on a T-shirt and trousers.
"Keif, I am hungry," she said, pouting and patting her stomach.
I scooped her up and went to the living room and put her on the sofa.
"What do you want, babe?" I asked.
"Pizza 🍕, ice cream 🍨, and pickles 🥒," she said, giggling.
I chuckled and ordered pizza 🍕 and ice cream 🍨.
After some time, the delivery came.
Her face lit up as she saw the food. She took one slice of pizza and put one scoop of ice cream and pickles on it and ate it.
"Jay, don't eat like that," I said.
"What your baby wants," she said, mumbling.
I chuckled.
After she finished it, I cleaned up and put the dishes in the dishwasher. As I went to the living room, she was already sleeping 😴. She looks so cute.
I scooped her up and took her to our bedroom and laid her down. I kissed her forehead and bump and laid my hand gently on her bump, and we drifted to sleep 😴.
After some time
"Baby, Keif, wake up," a familiar voice said.
I stirred awake and saw tears in Jay's eyes. I bolted upright at once.
"Jay, what happened, babe? Why are you crying?" I asked, cupping her cheeks in my hands. She sniffed, rubbing her nose.
"I'm hungry, and your baby wants raw mangoes 🥭," she said, looking down at her bump.
I wanted to laugh at her cuteness, but I bit it back.
"Don't worry, babe. I'll go and get mangoes for our baby," I said, kissing her forehead. "Be safe," she said softly as I grabbed my car keys.
She nodded, and I went to a nearby 24/7 market. I picked up a box of mangoes and went to the billing counter.
"Sir, did you have any shop?" the counter lady asked.
"No, my wife is pregnant. She wants this, so I'm buying it," I said.
She smiled. "Your wife is lucky, sir."
"No, I am lucky to have her," I replied quickly. The counter lady smiled and handed me my parcel.
"Have a good day, sir," she said.
"I'm already having good days with my wife," I said and walked to my car, putting the box in the trunk.
I then called Edrix.
"Hello, Keifer, what happened?" he asked.
[He was in the Philippines, so it was morning there.]
"Buy a whole mango field. I want it to be premium and clean," I said.
"WTF, Keifer, are you out of your mind? Why do you want a whole mango field?" he asked in shock.
"Because Jay is craving mangoes, and that's it. Don't ask any questions, just buy it," I said and hung up.
I went back home and saw Jay sitting on the couch, crying again. I rushed toward her and cupped her face.
"What happened now, babe? Why are you crying again?" I asked.
She sniffed and said, "Keif, see those abandoned puppies," pointing at the TV. There was a commercial about puppies, and she was crying over it.
I turned to her. "Don't worry, babe. We can buy puppies—how many you want," I said, kissing away her tears.
She stopped crying. I cut the mangoes and gave them to her. She ate them all.
After that, we went to our bedroom, lay down together, and drifted to sleep 😴
To be continued....