'I reckon it was the night in the kitchen',
Mac said grinning at me, I shook my head at him,
'no that wouldn't make sense that was too long ago',
I said in response, Mac looked away from me, I raised my eyebrows at his reaction,
'what's going on Mac?',
I asked trying not to let my anger rise, he looked up at me and walked over to me. He reached out and grabbed my hands, slowly caressing his thumb over the back of my hands,
'well. you know you are very beautiful and I love you',
Mac said pausing to see my reaction, I looked at him slightly confused, he looked as though he was about to speak again but I quickly stopped him,
'Angus can you just cut to the point',
I said growing confused and quite angry, he took a deep breath,
'are you sure you're only 2 months pregnant because you are uhm looking more then 2 months?',
Mac asked, I looked at him extremely unamused, I went to say something but he cut me off,
'before you jump to any conclusions I am not calling you fat, you look absolutely stunning',
Mac said. I shook my head at him,
'are you that only one that thinks I'm more pregnant then I think?',
I asked him, he avoided eye contact with me,
'Mac?'.
