"Is it talking to you?"
Elliot quickly looked up, but still possessed a dazed look on his face. "What?"
"Well everyone makes fun of me when I say 'we're hungry,' like it is telling...you know..." Olivia suddenly felt a rush of embarrassment sweep her pregnant features and wished she had never said anything to begin with.
Elliot, always observant and courteous towards her shyness, picked up on the original thought. "It's just...you're just so..."
He was suddenly swept with the same awareness of bashfulness as the woman beside him in bed had only felt moments earlier.
Olivia, always observant and courteous towards his unshared feelings gave him a simple smile and attempted to convey her love for this man through a simple glint in her eyes. They remained like this for a few moments, just staring at each other conversing through a coded language of silence and eternal adoration.
"Beautiful." He stated.
Now it was her turn to enquire. "What?"
"You...carrying my...our...y'all are beautiful...I can't wait until..."
Olivia kindly interrupted him with a gentle kiss as she brought their entwined hands up to her swollen belly.
"One more month, if there is a God... Can you wait that long?"