You're My Baby

Demyan 

It was harder than expected to look at my reflection in the bathroom mirror and try to write out 'baby' with the marker onto my lower stomach. Constantly I messed up the 'B' and I would have to start up all over again. Not to brag or anything but my abs were really getting into the way. 

After what I was sure was ten minutes I was finally done. With a pleased smile and a quick wave of my hand to make sure it had dried, I pulled my shirt back over my stomach and went back to Ethan. 

I found him sitting on the couch, one leg thrown over the other as he munched on a few jelly beans from my snack station in my office. Malia, Lia, Eli and now Belli were constantly raiding it. I was not surprised to see Ethan as well.