Rachel's POV
"Rachel baby, where are you?" I smile hearing his voice
"I'm in the kitchen" I continue cutting up the food to put in the soup
"Put down the knife babygirl" I put it down and turn around glaring at him
"Why are you telling me to put it down? I'm cutting the things to put in the soup babe" he sighs and comes to me hugging me tightly so I hold him and then he pulls back and starts kissing all over my face making me giggle.
"I don't like seeing you with any sharp objects that's why I haven't been letting you cook" I pout at him and he kisses my pout away making me smile
"But I have to do something in the house because you do everything else, you cook, clean, wash and everything but all I do is sleep, wake, eat, work, come home, sleep, eat and eat and eat some more" he shrugs while looking at me
"You used to do everything when we just moved in and banned me from doing anything or helping so now I'm banning you from everything" I gasp not believing what he just did
"I can't believe you're doing this" he nods then whispers
"It's for your own good" so I sigh knowing he's right
"Marcó can I at least finish making the soup?" he shakes his head and my eyes start watering
"I CAN'T JUST SIT AND DO NOTHING MARCÓ!" I yell at him and he just holds me and kisses my neck
"You can and you have to baby plus I've got this under control so don't worry just relax" he says then lets me go and continues cooking so I leave the kitchen and go upstairs into our room.
I take a shower and put on my maternity nightgown then head downstairs into the kitchen to see Marcó sharing out the soup.
"I'm back" he turns around and walks to me kissing my lips sweetly before eyeing me up and down
"¡Mierda!" he says after looking at me so I raise an eyebrow at him wondering what he said
"I said fuck" I giggle at him and he blushes
"Go back upstairs and get in bed, I was going to bring the soup to you" I sigh again
"I'm tired and I'm not moving" I say while folding my arms across my chest
"Okay then" after saying those words he lifts me and brings me upstairs into our room in bed under the covers.
He pulls out a tray from the night table and sets it up over my lap so I sit up properly and he kisses my forehead before leaving me alone to go for my soup.
He comes back with my soup and some or little nick nacks for me and soup for himself. He puts down his soup first before bringing everything else to me and puts them on the tray so I carefully drink my soup and my does it taste like heaven.
"Thank you for doing all of this and I'm sorry I yelled earlier, I know that you're just trying to keep me and the baby safe and I'm really sorry" I start to cry because I caused him to feel bad when he was just being a good dad and a good fiancé.
"It's okay baby, I know how hard it is for you now so I understand your emotions and outbursts" he holds me until I'm calm then releases me and wipe my tears away so I kiss him unexpectedly and when I pull away and open my eyes he's looking at me shocked because I don't normally kiss him like that.
"I love you" I say to him and he blushes before pecking my lips again
"I love you too and so much more" I smile and blush covers my cheeks.
