(Time skip: 3 months later)
Jay's POV
As sunrise hit through the curtains, I woke up and saw Keifer laying his hand on my bump.
My bump had grown up so much.
"Keifer, babe, wake up. I have a check-up today," I said.
He stirred awake and sat up lazily.
"Okay," he said, "but give me a kiss."
I sighed.
"Keif, I am not in the mood now," I said softly.
"Then when you're in the mood, you will come," he whispered near my ear.
My cheeks burned up, and I spatted him and gave a little peck on his cheek.
"Hey, I am not ready for that."
Then I went to his ear.
"Then when you'll be ready," I said in a dangerously husky voice.
His ears turned red.
I licked his ears and kissed him, then went to bath.
As I lastly glanced at him, he was frozen in that place.
I smirked.
I took a bath and got ready, and as I came out, he was still there.
I went to him and leaned closer to his ear.
"Aren't you gonna get ready, babe," I said in a husky voice and kissed his ear.
He trembled and went towards the bathroom and got ready.
"Are you ready, babe," I said teasingly.
He nodded.
We went downstairs, and I went to the kitchen and started cooking pancakes and scrambled egg.
Keifer came and hugged me from behind and went near my ear lobe.
Oh my god!
Damn it, he found my sore spot.
I gulped, and he licked my ear lobe.
I trembled.
"What, you thought you can make me blush, but you forget it, babe. I'll know all your sore spots," he said and kissed my temple.
My cheeks burned up.
I just nodded.
The breakfast got ready.
He served his plate, and I served my plate and ice cream with some pickle 🥒, and I ate it down.
Time had come for my appointment, and we both went to parking.
I was wobbling like penguin 🐧 because of my bump, and that shameless guy was smirking.
"Don't you fucking dare to laugh at me. You did this, and now you're smirking," I said in my cold voice.
He stopped smirking.
He was selecting his car to flex his money 💰.
My patience is going.
"Keifer, pick any of it, or I am gonna burn all your cars," I said.
He picked a black Audi car, and we went to hospital 🏥.
Keifer's POV:
As we drove car to the hospital, we sat down. A young lady in her 30s—a nurse—came with tons of makeup 💄. She glanced back and forth of Jay and me.
"So you're her husband, sir?"
she asked.
I gave an awkward nod and turned to Jay, who was Glaring at me like she was about to murder me.
"She's so lucky to have you, sir—like you're undefined handsome, smart, and caring,"
that nurse said.
I gave her an awkward nod and turned to my wife glaring at me. I think her glare could burn the whole world. I gulped deeply.
~^________^ after check up
Keifer's POV:
The ride to the house was dead silence, and Jay—my wife—was crumpling the reports.
"Babe, that are your reports, babe," I said softly.
Wrong move.
She shot me a glare I thought could burn my skin. As we went home, and as Jay shut the door behind her, I thought I am dead.
"So undefined handsome caring, ha! So lucky, lucky, ha?!"
She roared like a pregnant lioness queen.
I surrendered my hands.
"Jay," I said, "babe, I didn't say any—"
Before I could say more—
THUMP
A pillow hit my face. I staggered back.
"EXACTLY! When she was fucking flirting with you, you just stood there like a model!"
She said and threw another pillow.
"I think you signaled her—there is an ugly lady, she is my wife, I talk to you later!"
She shouted.
What the heck! I didn't even do that, and she is already imagining delu—
"No! Babe, I didn't even signal her," I said.
She gasped, loud and dramatic.
"Means you was about to signal her na!"
She said and threw a slipper.
Good thing she doesn't use heels—if she did, my face would be scrapped.
"Babe, women are just blind," I said.
She gasped again, loud and dramatic.
"Did you fucking say I am blind?"
She said and threw another slipper.
"No, babe, I didn't mean that. Women are just blind—they can't see I am taken by you,"
I said.
She already took a broom 🧹.
"Ha? Now you're saying if you already taken by me, you would say she's my wife. I am already taken by her, then why didn't you say it, ha?"
She asked and threw the broom at me.
I was running around the coffee table, and she was running behind me like a penguin style.
"Babe, don't run—that's not good for our baby!"
I shouted, and I tripped over the carpet.
"The baby wants to know that her dad is a cheater,"
she said.
I yelped.
"Hey! I am not a cheater!"
I shouted and took her hands.
Her eyes were teary 🥺. It stabbed more than anything else.
"So that's it," her lips trembled as she asked,
"If I am fat and ugly, you're going to let another—"
She was about to say something, but I cupped her face and cut her off with a kiss.
Her eyes widened in shock, but she kissed me back. As we broke from the kiss, I said—
"You know you're the most beautiful woman in the world, and fat ugly—"
My hand trailed off to her bump, where our little one is living 💗.
"And this is our pride. To all that, in our little family, one person is going to be added."
Her lips twitched.
I scooped her up in bridal style.
"Keif! I am heavy, you'll break your bones!"
She shouted.
"What? I am just lifting my wife and baby,"
I said, and her cheeks flushed.
I took her to the wardrobe and took my oversized T-shirt. She was wearing a dress—I know she doesn't like dresses—so I wore her my oversized T-shirt.
I lifted her in bridal style again and went to the living room. I put her down on the sofa and went to the kitchen to bring ice cream—her favourite chocolate chips.
As I went back to the living room, she was watching again that abandoned puppies commercial. I sighed.
She peeked at me and asked,
"Is it ice cream?"
I bowed dramatically.
"No, Miss Highness. Your favourite chocolate chips,"
I said.
She chuckled. I gave her the ice cream and patted next to her.
I grinned wider and sat down as we finished our ice cream 🍨.
I cleaned all the mess she did. I wanted to get angry on her for doing this mess, but I didn't—because in my life, she is the second person who truly loved and understands me after my family 💗.
I scooped up her in bridal style.
"Keif, I am heavy—you'll break your bones!"
she shouted.
"What? I am just lifting my wife and baby,"
I said, and her cheeks flushed.
I took her to the wardrobe and took my oversized T-shirt. She was wearing a dress—I know she doesn't like dresses—so I wore her my oversized T-shirt and lifted her in bridal style.
I went to the living room and put her down on the sofa, then went to the kitchen to bring ice cream—her favourite chocolate chips.
As I went to the living room, she was watching again that abandoned puppies commercial. I sighed.
She peeked at me and asked,
"Is it ice cream?"
I bowed dramatically.
"No, Miss Highness. Your favourite chocolate chips,"
I said.
She chuckled, and I gave that ice cream to her and patted next to her. I grinned wider and sat down as we finished our ice cream 🍨.
I cleaned all the mess she did. I wanted to get angry on her to did this mess, but I didn't—because in my life she is the second person who truly loved and understands me after my family 💗.
After I cleaned up all the mess, I saw Jay drifted to sleep 💤 on sofa. I chuckled and scooped her up and went to our bedroom and lay down her.
I lay down next to her and kissed her forehead and bump, and we drifted to sleep 💤.
To be continued....
Guys what do you think it's single or twins or triplets.