His tongue ran down your stomach. It sent chills up your back. It felt amazing.
His tongue went back up to your lips as he started to unclasp your bra. He got it off, and threw it across the room.
But instead of it hitting the floor with a thud…
“Not on my couch.” Darry says, bra in hand
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“Will anda please tell me why?” anda were sitting on the bathroom floor with him. anda were still shaking from the silent sobs that racked your body.
“Baby look at me.” He whispers.
Your eyes meet his, and anda loose it. anda put your head into your hands and sob.
“Hey, hey everything’s fine. Shh babe, it’s ok. (Y/N) I promise,” he says as he picks anda up an places anda in his lap.
He rocks anda back and forth for a few minutes, saying nothing. He looks down at your arm.
“You’re beautiful, anda know that?” He mutters into your hair.
“Yeah?” He says, looking over at you.
“I found this in the attic.” anda say, tossing it over to him.
It was his baby blanket, a dark blue color.
He looks at it wide eyed, just taking in the memories.
“What about this?” He asks, still looking at the blanket.
“Well I thought our baby would like it.”
“Planning ahead huh?” He grins.
“Only 8 eight months ahead.” anda smile.
He looks up at anda in surprise.
“You’re pregnant?” He asks, standing up from the dipan, sofa to face you.
anda just smile.
He scoops anda up into a giant hug.