Tomorrow I make the love of my life and the mother of my child my wife. Don’t tell me dreams don’t come true.
Quinn nuzzled her nose against his neck as she sat idly in his lap; the smile plastered on her lips. Even her cheeks were starting to feel a little bit sore at just how happy she was in this moment. Sitting here with her future husband in a matter of weeks, talking about the little baby she was carrying of theirs. Married and parents, so quick and scary. But it was like a roller coaster, terrifying but thrilling; and something you never really want to do alone. And right now she wasn’t alone, and that made the experience a whole lot better. “Reason why I waited to tell you before going. I don’t want to do anything without you by my side. This is our baby, so we both should enjoy the experience of the pregnancy.” She nodded her head, lips brushing against his neck as their fingers intertwined together.Her smile grew at his statement about it all being meant to be. Quinn couldn’t help but nod some, “it is meant to be. We’ve always meant to be married and have kids..maybe this baby is a little early in the picture, but I feel like it’s right. Everything that happens with you just feels right.” Tilting her head, she moved to press a soft kiss to his lips, before going back to resting her head on his shoulder. Snuggling closer to him as he gripped her a little tighter, she let out a content sigh. “You and your compliments…thank you, though. I’m glad you’ll still find me attractive even when I’m as big as a house.” She chuckled some then, nodding it at his statement and question. “I think we can get one in before the wedding, at least I hope so…the big question is, do we tell everyone before or after?”
It did seem like now that Quinn knew that they were having a baby, that things were going to be a little more stressful. Sure the wedding was practically planned and finished, but there was still her job of twenty-four little kids that she had to deal with Monday through Friday. And with Quinn being one to worry about the smallest of things, well, it’d be something she’d have to try her best to stay calm about. Even if she wasn’t exactly sure what to do next with everything that was going on. “I know, baby. And it’ll help. You know me, I stress and worry about the littlest things. I take after my mother.” She smirked some, before only grinning back at him and looking down at her stomach at the mention of both of them. It was an incredible, mind blowing thought really. To think she had a life growing inside of her. Their little boy or girl. “I’m sure baby bear doesn’t want me stressing as much as you do. Last thing we both need.” Looking up, she moved in to press her lips against his again. “I’m so happy..happier than I could ever be..”
Just entirely unable to wipe the grin from his face, Sam clutched Quinn to him and wasn’t letting go. With them being married now in a matter of a couple of weeks he’d already been approaching a state of bliss. But hearing the news now that he’d be a father in less than a year too, all other thoughts were being pushed out of his head. He was happy, so deliriously happy over this, their little family was going to grow by one and nothing could be better than that. Sure, the timing might have been off slightly, but so what? “Thank you for waiting, ladybug. Thank you for… well pretty much everything. For being my world.” Fingers lacing within each other Sam gave a little squeeze as his smile brightened even more. “We’re in this together. You, me, and the little one. We’re a family, now and forever.”
She agreed with his assessment that it was all meant to be, adding that it might’ve been a bit early for a baby, but ultimately that it felt right, just like everything else. “I couldn’t agree more, Quinn. It’s kinda the circle of life.” Quoting a Disney movie brought a laugh out of her, and Sam shook his head and continued. “Really though. We met as kids, now we’re gonna have one of our own. It’s all just so… perfect.” Sighing as he said the last word, he happily returned the kiss as her lips came into contact with his own softly. Pulling back, “You’ll never be big as a house, but even if you are, you’ll still be totally gorgeous. That’s just a fact.” Thinking over her next question, of whether they let people know or not, Sam bit his lip. “Well… you know they’ll all be happy for us. Your folks and mine especially. I’m pretty sure they’d had a bet going for years now how long it’d take. I don’t know, what do you think?”
The subject turning to the stresses plaguing her now, Quinn seemed receptive to the idea of help. Between the wedding, her job and now a pregnancy, Sam was going to take it upon himself to lighten the load for her whenever he could. “I know you do, you really do take after her. But just remember you’ve got me for whatever you need, anything big or small.” The grin returning at her pet name for the small being that was growing inside her. “Baby bear? I… love that. And no, you’re right. They don’t want you to stress any more than I do. So please, use me for whatever you need, because nothing would make me happier.” Finding himself lost in another kiss with the woman his past, present and future were built around, he savored it before she told him how happy she was. “Both of us, Quinn… All of us.”
Okay….well, okay. You’re forgiven.. I don’t know why I’d think you’d think that..I’m sorry.
Thank you baby, thank you so much. Hey, don’t worry about it, and you don’t need to apologize. How about a backrub?
It wasn’t. I don’t like when you joke like that. Of course the baby is yours. Who else’s would it be? I’m not some whore, Samuel.
Babe, I’m sorry for what I said. I didn’t mean to insinuate anything, I know you aren’t. You’re my girl, and soon to be my wife.
That didn’t sound like a joke to me.
Oh sweetheart, it was definitely a joke. Not a funny one though, so I’m sorry.
I thought that was dessert?
..You didn’t think the baby was yours?
That too. Of course I did, ladybug. It was a joke, of course the baby is mine. I just think it’s adorable they’re making you crave cool ranch.
Sam and his cool ranch doritos..
yes, I am blaming him for my late night cravings..
Is that so? Always room for more you know. This is how we know this is my kid. ;)
A baby is a baby, Sammybear.
I guess that’s true after all. Even a baby bear? :)
They have to be! Do you think we’ll get a free baby out of it?
Is that something you really want to be able to say you got factory direct?
Yeah but it’d be nice if he was home with us at night. Instead of working one hundred hours a day. This is only number two, what’s he going to do when it’s number six?Of course I am, I’ll be there the day she goes in …depending on how far along I am. I’m sure as hell not having another kid in Tennessee.
Sure, and I’m sure he knows that too. I’m sure it won’t be forever, he’ll be home with you soon. Number six? Someone’s thinking ahead a little too much. You’re the best San, and of course it depends on your own condition. And the moment we hear anything we’re coming up to see you too… Just give me a little more heads-up on this one, okay?
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