"It aint even out yet and it's ruining my life" she sniffed, wiping her nose on his shirt with a smile.

"We're taking care of it. I mean, not like that. I'm not getting fat! I'm going to ring the clinic on Monday" she explained.

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"Whatever you need," he said gently, rubbing her back. "You are not ready for a baby. It is okay."

He kissed the top of her head, burying his face into her hair. He couldn't stand that she was so sad. "What can I do to make it better?" he asked gently.

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She finally wrapped her arms around his middle and hung off him like a monkey. "Just come home with me. And let me choose the film this time" she joked. She knew full well she always got to choose the damn film.

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"Okay," he said. "Even though I always let you choose the film," he grinned down at her. He kissed her forehead this time. "I get to be the big spoon though," he said raising an eyebrow.

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"You're always big spoon" she reminded him with a shove. "We tried to have you as little spoon once, remember? Your huge head got in the way of the T.V" she laughed, feeling a lot better now that the secret was out to the people it actually mattered to.

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"It was a disaster," he laughed. "Your arms could barely fit around either," he teased. "Let us get out of here. I will even make you popcorn."

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