𝗝𝗲𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗮 𝗝𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗲 𝗧𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗺𝗮𝗻
-ʝɛɱ-𝐓𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲-ᴊᴀɴᴜᴀʀʏ
Ｃａｌｉｆｏｒｎｉａ 📍 ５：３０ｐｍ
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"Thirteen weeks and the baby looks healthy."
"Can we see the gender yet?" Amanté asked.
"No not yet, in about one or two more weeks you can."
"Damn..."
I chuckled, he was so anxious to see what this baby was going to be.
"Mom are you taking your vitamins."
"No." Amanté said as the same time I said yes.
"Don't listen to him." I rolled my eyes, "Yes I do, along with eating better."
"Okay good."
"Bettteerrrr?" Amanté added.
"Say one more thing."
"Okay." He sunk in his chair hiding his laugh.
"This baby will have some fun parents." My doctor smiled, "You guys have anything planned for tomorrow?" She rubbed my stomach off.
"My gammeeee!" Amanté smiled.
"Big game?"
"Yeeppp! We're number one in district right now, and this game is against our rival so it's big."
"Jemisha don't be jumping up and down."
I started smiling, "I nevverr do."
"Tuh." Amanté said typing on his phone.
"Doc is there a way this baby can only be mine?"
She laughed, "Mmhmm maybe you can imagine it." She pulled my shirt down.
"Ehhh, not enough." I rose up, "Maybe next time."
"Doc, I told you she hates me."
"Is that so?" She looked over at me.
"Noo, he hates me."
"And do."
"Oop-" Doc shook her head, "Get outttaaa here kiddos." She laughed.
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"Really.."
"Whatttt?? I was just playing." Amanté laughed.
"But you really do hate me." I frowned.
"Don't start Jem."
I rolled my eyes laying my head back. "It's okayy, i'll just find a new baby daddy" I rubbed my tiny belly.
"Bae- I mean Jemisha.. shut up and just ride."
"Baeeee?!" I smiled, "You hear that lil jr, I thinkk yaaa daddy starting to like me again."
