“Up here!” Nick yelled.

Sighing, she began the climb up the stairs, her energy was dissolving more and more as the days went by. For a while she thought it was the wedding and all of the planning and time that was taking. But, it had been over 2 months since they had their “church wedding” and she still felt tired. This pregnancy was definately taking its toll on her, she was exhausted and was just starting to get over the daily morning sickness, now it came in waves, here one day, gone for two...but when she did have it she was sick almost all day long. Not to mention the fact that she was really starting to show now and she was uncomfortable with her new body.

Gwen walked into the room to find her husband standing on a step ladder, trying to get the border up around the room that had been transformed into a light yellow nursery. Obviously, he was having problems. She couldn’t help but giggle.

“Hey, what’s so funny?” Nick asked defensively.

She kept laughing, “Its just that you...” she couldn’t finish.

“Its just that I am what? Trying to make a pretty room for that little lump in your belly? Trying to be a good daddy? Trying to be sweet to you? WHAT???” he asked as he began to step down the ladder.

“No honey, I think your sweet, its just that you have yellow paint on your...”

Cutting her off, he began to say ‘WHERE’, but was stopped as he felt something squishy under his bare feet. Looking down, he realized that he had stepped into the paint pan, “On my foot?”

Gwen looked at Nick, trying not to laugh. At this point, neither of them could help it and they started cracking up. Stopping for a moment, Gwen brushed her fingertip over his eyebrow and said, “You have it here too.” He looked at her and all laughing stopped. Lately, they had been going in and out of this, she had been unusually horny in spurts. Nick didn’t know what to think, one minute she would be all over him and the next minute she would say that he repulsed her. Right now, at this moment, he saw something in her eyes that something, he wasn’t sure of what. “What do you want?”

Gwen eyed him thoughtfully, happy that he had asked instead of assuming that she wanted him to take her right there. Granted he had trouble at first, but he was getting better. Sometimes, she wanted him to be nasty, sometimes she wanted him to be sweet, sometimes she just wanted to please him. But right now, she wanted something that she had never just come out and asked him for. “I want you to go downtown...”

“Why? You just got back, we have more paint...we don’t need anything else. Seriously Gwenny, what else could we possibly need?” he asked seriously. She looked at him and took his hand and led him out of the room, frustration apparent in her actions. “Do you want me to go with you?”

“No...” she replied, still walking in the direction of their bedroom.

“You do realize that I am getting paint all over the floor right?” He heard the door slam and looked at his wife standing before him.

“Yep, sure do...”

“And you don’t care?”

“Right now?” she asked as she pulled her sundress over her head revealing nothing but a pair of maternity panties and her swollen belly. “And I really don’t care...”

“But I thought that you said you wanted me to go downtown?”

“I do.”

“Then why are you taking your clothes off?”

She grabbed him and kissed him forcefully, “Because I want you to go downtown.”

Nick looked at her to question her, then felt her hands on his shoulders pushing him to his knees. A lightbulb went off in his head, she hadn’t asked for just this yet. “Aww baby, do you want me to go down on you?”

“Yes,” Gwen answered shyly as she felt a cool breeze on her stomach and between her legs as Nick lowered her panties. He looked at them and laughed as he swung them around over his head before tossing them aside, “Hey, its not funny, I can’t help that I have to wear those big ugly things. Its your fault anyway, you are the one that got me knocked up.”

“I know it,” he brushed his hand over her bulging stomach, placing butterfly kisses across it.

“You sure are proud of that aren’t you?“ She asked.

“You wouldn’t believe how proud I am or happy that makes me,“ Nick whispered as he sat her down on the edge of the bed, laying her down with her legs hanging off and knelt between her legs. He opened her legs and put one to each side and began working his hands between her legs, Gwen moaned. Basically from the moment she felt his lips and tounge working down there, it was all over. He brought her climax out slowly, and let her ride it out repeatedly, bringing her up and taking her back over and over again.

“II’ll be right back baby, ok?“ he saw her nod and went into the bathroom to change his clothes. He had made a little mess in his pants and he was still covered with paint. He went to turn on the shower when Gwen appeared. “Can we take a bath instead?”

Nick smiled, there was basically not a time since they had found out she was pregnant that they hadn’t bathed together. There really weren’t a lot of times that they weren’t right next to each other period. As she filled the tub with water and bubbles, he thought of these things and walked up to her, wrapping his arms around her from behind, “I love you.”

She smiled as she felt him kiss her shoulder softly and rub his fingertips across her stomach, “I love you too, Nicky. You ready to get in?”

They lounged back, Nick taking one side and Gwen sitting between his legs and leaning back against his chest. They laid there, relaxing, “That run really took a lot out of me this morning, I know that Dr. Morello said I should exercise as much as possible but it is getting harder for me, I feel so tired.”

Nick kissed her forehead, “That run always takes a lot out of me, I don’t know how you do it 5 months pregnant. We can think of something else to do if you would like.”

“I dunno know, I mean I love waking up early and being on the beach with you when the sun comes up, I know I have to exercise to keep us healthy but dude, the running has got to go,” she said almost to herself.

Laughing, Nick said, “Yes, we do have to keep my girls healthy. Well, we could go there and just walk, and maybe if you think you can jog we can do that...hell, we could even practice the lamaze stuff out there, just take a blanket.”

“Ok...that sounds good,” Gwen said as she readjusted herself and leaned back further into his embrace, “And you are so sure that the baby is a girl, how do you know?”

“I don’t know, I just do...and, I kinda hope it is. I know most guys want sons, but for me, I would love us to have a cute little girl...with our blonde hair and your eyes, she would be tall and I know she would be beautiful.”

Gwen smiled and tried to imagine the visual he was giving her. “What would you want to name her?”

“I don’t know, we haven’t really talked about names but I think we need to...I like lots of names, but I don’t want to mess up and give our kid a shitty name, she could hate us for that and she would be stuck with it for the rest of her life. What about Karah?”

“No, you know that is one of my close friends name and I don’t know, something else...something like...cutesy ya know?”

“Cutesy, like what? Bambi? Barbie...” he laughed as he started tickling her underneath the water.

“No, dumbass...something like....I don’t know...I like Kylie,” she stumbled over her words..

“Kylie Carter...I like that, it is cutesy...what about a middle name?”

“Do you think she would hate us if we gave her that name? You are the one that said we could screw up her whole life by giving her a bad name.”

“No, I like it, really...” Nick reassured her, “Do we want to give her a middle name after somebody?”

“Yeah, I was thinkin that I would like to name her after your mom. She was so good during the miscarriage and she has helped me a lot. Kylie Jane Carter.”

“Kylie Jane Carter, I like that...what about if its a boy?”

“I thought you said that you thought it was a girl?”

“I do, but just in case you know?”

Gwen turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck and straddling his lap, “Well, you haven’t called anything wrong yet, I think we should just go with your instincts.”