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With the months passing quickly, the soon-to-be-parents had begun preparing for the baby's arrival. Baby-proofing rooms, and working on the nursery.

"How about John for a boy?" Cassandra asked while dipping her brush in the paint. They'd gone for a neutral color to stay faithful to their plan to find out the gender during birth. She paused for a moment to rest a hand on her growing baby bump, smiling as she waited to hear his opinion.

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"Likewise. I just can't get enough of the things you do, babe."

She smiled at his thoughtfulness, nodding. Alex would be a wonderful, caring father and the thought made her smile wider.

"Of course. You worked hard."

He poked his tongue out at her as he reached for her glass and took a couple of sips from it. He was starting to look a little less red then as well.

"I did not." He shook his head as he set the glass down. "Wasn't work, I enjoyed every moment. Maybe a little too much."

"Mhm I noticed."

She giggled, reaching for the glass to take a few sips herself.

"You know how to make a girl feel amazing. And really sexy."

With that, she gently tugged him closer for a kiss, tasting the mixture of juice and herself.

He hadn't let the glass go so he handed it over to her. "Well you are." He slipped back to the spot on his side next to her where he had been before.

He also found it amazing that she didn't mind kissing him afterwards. He'd known some girls that wouldn't, which he found odd especially when they expected him to kiss them after blowing him. "I don't know if I say it enough but I love that you'll still kiss me after."

"It's my way of showing how much I appreciate what you do to me. I know there are people out there who won't do it... My ex, for example. That's the one thing that always came between us."

She shifted closer to rest her head on his shoulder with a happy sigh. "I love that you'll kiss me after blowing you. Makes it even hotter, sharing that taste."

"And I do appreciate that you appreciate me." He chuckled at his own silly joke. Then looked a little sad. "That's... well I'd say I'm sad but if you were still with him I wouldn't be with you right now. So he's an idiot for that."

He moved the blanket back around them and held her. "Mmhm, I think so too, and besides it isn't like I've not tasted it before." He'd just figured couldn't ask someone else to do something you weren't willing to do yourself with that. And he was curious which had led to other things in the past.

"It wasn't meant to be, but this is." She kissed his cheek and snuggled comfortably against him. "We fit together in so many ways."

She was curious as well, but didn't have many opportunities to explore and experience new things before.

"You're the first guy I've tasted myself on and I like it."

"Oh it is. And they are the best ways." He had his arm around her, he didn't want to move then.

He nearly said something but stopped. "You're amazing, you know that? And I love you."

She didn't want to move either. This was her favorite place to be.

"I love you too. And I hope you know how amazing you are."

And right then she felt a small kick, bringing a wide smile to her face.

"Someone agrees with me."

"Only because I have you." He smiled and reached to put his hand on her stomach again, hoping she wouldn't mind. "Both of you, how can I forget this wonderful gift for us."

She didn't mind at all. He was more than welcome to touch and kiss her bump whenever he wanted.

"Such a wonderful gift. A life born from the love between us." She kissed him softly, resting her hand on top of his while nuzzling her nose against his.

He just liked to touch, it was something he'd done for a long time with her and he was thankful she never minded. It was something that made him feel grounded, it had become a little more after coming home to her from serving.

"Best gift we could be given." He smiled then tilted his head to kiss her nose. Before he tried to stop a yawn.

"A dream come true."

His touch had a calming effect on her. She was scared at times, wondering if she was doing enough to keep the baby happy and healthy.

"Wanna go get some rest? I'd love to fall asleep in your arms."

"Definitely mine."

He would be glad to know that he helped calm her and if she was scared what he could do to help her more. He didn't want her to go through anything on her own. He'd had times like that and didn't want her to feel anything close to how he had. As well as that she'd helped him through some pretty tough times and he he wanted to be with her for anything she needed him for.

"We can do that. I can do laundry tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, Alex. Without you, I'd be scared out of my mind."

She kissed him before she stood up, offering her hand to him with a fond smile.

"And I'll help as much as I can."

He kissed the back of her hand as he stood up. "Any time you are scared you tell me. We'll figure it out. I'll do the same."

He sighed. "If by help you mean supervise then, yes, that's allowed."

"I will. And you should, babe. I want to know how you're coping with this."

She giggled while leading him to their bedroom. "Okay, I'll supervise. We don't want to worry papa too much, right?" Her free hand rested on her bump as she spoke.

Cassandra climbed into bed and made herself comfortable.

"You know tomorrow I'm going to get a photo of you with your hand on the bump, because I need to show everyone and maybe to embarrass them when they're older." He laughed as he started to climb into bed beside her, then stopped. He vanished off for a moment and came back in a new pair of sweatpants before climbing in beside her.

"A maternity photoshoot? That's a wonderful idea, babe." When he laid next to her, she immediately took her favorite place. Her head resting on his chest. "I want you in the photos, too. Your hand on top of mine."

The thought made her eyes well with happy tears. Motherhood felt so magical.

"Well I was thinking more me with the camera, do people do that?" He wasn't saying no, he was curious and if she wanted to do that then he wasn't going to say no to her.

"We can do that then." He didn't want to see her cry, he was worried they weren't happy tears.

"I've seen a few online. The partner standing behind, looking at her so fondly."

She smiled up at him, letting him know that they were happy tears. "I was just imagining you holding the baby for the first time."

"You mean like I do every time you're not looking?"

He laughed, "Someone is going to have to teach me how to do that, unless it's like holding a very precious football?"

"Yeah."

Her heart fluttered when he said that. Alex had the most loving eyes and she loved thinking about him looking at her.

"We can practice with dolls."

He did though, he couldn't help himself sometimes just watching her when she was doing other things. It always made him feel so lucky to know her at first and that had only grown over time to a love that he didn't think he could put into words properly.

"That sounds like a smart idea." He would hate to do something wrong for the baby.

"I love the way you look at me."

She did the same, just watching him sometimes, thinking about the first time she realized she was in love with him.

"Our baby will be so cute.. I hope they'll have your smile."

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