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Chapter 348

    Chapter 348


    Chapter 0348


    “Are you okay?” Colt poked his head out of the bathroom and looked at me. I was standing in front of


    our mirror, shifting ufortably.


    “Anything on my stomach hurts. Like, I put on those jean shorts and I had to take them off. These are


    new maternity style but it still feels off.”


    “I got you something.” Colt had just his boxers on as he went into the closet, “I was saving this for the


    right moment and I think I found it.*


    “What is it?” I asked, not taking my eyes off my stomach.


    “Just look.” Colt held up a bag for me. Rolling my eyes, I grabbed the fabric and pulled it out. They


    were very rxed, casual pregnancy dresses. Extra room for the stomach but was light and breezy.


    “These are perfect.” Pulling my shorts off, I grabbed a red, pink and white thick stripped one. It was


    sleeveless with a high neck, slits on both sides that ran up to my lower thigh and fit me like a glove.


    “I’m d you like them. There are four in here but I can order more if you want. I’ve been reading some


    books and the warriors have been giving me some tips. They said these kind of dresses were game


    changers for their wives. It’s casual so you can dress it up or down. Hair can be up or down and you


    can still move your legs. I guess one wife tied the front in a knot because she was annoyed with how it


    moved when she walked.” Colt just watched me look at myself in the mirror.


    “I really like this. For some reason, I just don’t like anything tight on my stomach. This is probably the


    best solution.”


    “I feel like your bump really just grew over might. You look pregnant now.”


    “You think?” Moving to the side, I put my hands on top and bottom of my stomach. I could see what he


    was talking about.


    “You look amazing. I can’t believe my baby is in there.” Colt went to put his hand on my stomach but


    stopped and just rubbed my arms.


    “Why did you just do that?” I asked confused and a little hurt. “You actually don’t touch my belly much.”


    “Do what?” Colt looked genuinely confused.


    “Not touch my stomach. It looked like you wanted to but stopped.”


    “You just said anything on your belly is ufortable. I didn’t want to do that.”


    “You can always touch our baby.” Grabbing his hand, I ced it right in the middle.


    “I think we are having a boy.” Colt kissed my forehead before kissing my stomach and walked to the


    bathroom. Grabbed some sandals, ! slipped them on.


    “Why so?”


    “Just a feeling I have.” Colt smirked at me and got in the shower.


    “As long as there isn’t two in there.”ughed. “Alright. I’ll see yourter! Love ya.”


    “Bye! Love you guys!” I heard him yell from the shower.


    Living in this house has been a dream. It feels more private and personal. Still, I enjoyed the pack


    house but this just feels like a home. Colt has given me full creative freedom to redecorate or even to


    do minor construction. However, other than esthetics, I am happy


    with it.


    Getting into my car, I started driving to the shop. The window was


    comy picly youu, muyuu u vu


    would be good. Just the thought had my stomach rumbling.


    Someone else might want something so I’ll order when I get there for delivery. Last time I picked myself


    something up, I heard about it from everyone that came by the office so this time, I’m going to ask.


    Thankfully, Kris added some reserved parking for us when we came to the shop. Since it can get busy


    anymore, she needed to reserve some lots.


    “Hey, Penny!” Kris looked up from her station. She just hired some interns. I think one of their names is


    like Calvin or Brandon but for the life of me, I couldn’t remember it.


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