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1 Month Later

"Surprise loser!"

I said as I slid onto the bed next to Fergal.

"Whoops, bad idea."

I said as the baby kicked my side.

"Probably shouldn't be sliding onto the bed when you're 36 weeks pregnant."

Fergal said with a laugh.

"Hush."

I said as I laid my head on Fergal's lap.

"4 more weeks."

Fergal said as he put his hand on my bump.

"Or less. You know, your birthday is 2 weeks away."

I said as I smiled.

"Yep. What are you getting me for my birthday."

Fergal asked as he raised an eyebrow.

"I mean, I might be able to get you a little Irish Princess."

I said as I smiled at my bump.

"But no promises."

"It's cool. I don't need anything. You guys are the best gift of all. But, a little Irish Princess wouldn't be a bad gift."

Fergal said as he rubbed my bump.

"I'll try my hardest."

I said as I rolled my eyes.

"It would be kinda cool to share a birthday with my little girl, I must admit."

Fergal said.

"Well, maybe if you wish your absolute hardest and blow out your candles extra hard then your dream will come true."

I said as I kissed him.

"Well wouldn't that just be oh, so pleasant for you love."

Fergal said.

"Yeah."

I said as I rolled my eyes.

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