Winging It: Baby Overload ~ {A Rizzoli & Isles Fanfic}

Happy Birthday

Two months later...

*Five months pregnant*

Today is Bret's birthday. Not only is it his birthday, but we are also finding out the sex of our baby today. I wanted to give him a good birthday morning as well as evening. To do this, I had to wake up extra early and freshen up in the bathroom. I got a quick shower and brushed my teeth. My alarm clock said it was only six-thirty by the time, so I decided to let him sleep a little bit longer. After all, our appointment wasn't until eight.

I walked into my closet to pick something sexy to wear. Grabbing my favorite silky lingerie, I held it up to myself as I looked in the mirror. It was absolutely perfect to wear for a morning wake-up call. Trying to put it on, my stomach was preventing it to fit properly. Turns out- lingerie and pregnancy does not work well together.

Being devastated, I hung it back up and walked out of my closet. Standing in the middle of my room, I was trying to figure out what to wear. I opened the drawer to all of Bret's t-shirts and threw one on for size. It fit a lot better compared to the lingerie. His shirt went down to my mid-thigh, allowing me to not wear any shorts underneath. Even though I may be pregnant, I know this will drive him crazy.

Looking back over to the clock, it read six-fifty. Right now would be the perfect time to lay back in bed. I was laying there, watching him sleep, not wanting to wake him. He looked so peaceful and perfect. About a few minutes later, I reached up and started playing with his hair. "Bret..." I whispered to him, trying to wake him. He didn't respond which forced me to climb on top of him. Straddling his hips, I bent down and started kissing his neck.

I could feel him tremble under my lips with each kiss. His eyes fluttered open as he whispered, "Geez, you really know how to wake a man up." Moving from his neck to his lips, I kissed him after each word, saying, "Happy...Birthday."

He ran his fingers through my hair and held the back of my neck, steadying me as he dominated the kiss. "Thank you," he spoke under his breath. He continued, "You're wearing my shirt."

"Oh yeah, about that..." I began to explain before he cut me off.

"It's sexy," he whispered as he kissed me.

I got off of him and laid down on the bed, allowing him to be in control. After all, it is his birthday- he can take charge once, but that's all I'll give him. We were facing each other as we intertwined our legs before he quickly entered me.

By the time I looked over at the clock again, it was quarter after seven. "Oh my God, Bret- we have to get ready to go," I told him as I separated our bodies, kissed him, and got out of bed.

He climbed out of bed after me and got dressed. When we were both finished getting ready, we went out into the kitchen. "Good morning," Angela said to us as we walked out.

"Good morning, Angela! You made breakfast," I pointed out.

"Morning," Bret replied to her.

"Well I made breakfast for you two so you'd have something to eat before your appointment," she told us.

"That is very sweet of you, thank you," I said.

Bret and I sat down at the island and ate our breakfast. It was absolutely delicious- Angela is the best cook, I swear. She made us her famous bunny pancakes with some tea and coffee. As the minutes gone by, I cleaned up our places and did the dishes. We both thanked Angela for the meal and left. "So, what do you want it to be?" I asked him as I started driving to the hospital.

Looking over at me, he replied, "It doesn't matter, as long as it looks like you." Hearing this made me smile. Like I have said before, he always knows the right things to say. I know he wants a son so badly, I can taste it.