Hey guys. I know this was a one shot, but I finally decided to continue it. This is just another short drabble about marriage, but I have no idea if this is right, because I'm not married, but I think I did a good job. I'm gonna let you be the judge.

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(Three months later)

Alvin woke up to an empty bed. He could've sworn Jeanette was there a few hours ago. He heard the TV going in the living room. He got up and trudged out of his bedroom to the living room. He saw Jeanette sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee and her feet up on the table.

"Hey," he greeted as he made his way to the couch.

Jeanette looked up and smiled. "Hey, there. There's some coffee left," she said and looked back at the TV.

Alvin sat down beside her. "Ugh, you know I hate coffee."

Jeanette shrugged. "Oops, I forgot," she said and took a sip of her coffee.

Alvin looked at her, and then he looked her over. His eyes froze at her stomach and he smiled. "Babe, you're showing," he said.

Jeanette arched an eye brow at him. "Yeah, and I have been for about a week now," she stated.

He furrowed his eye brows in thought. "Oh yeah…"

She chuckled and looked back at the TV. "Maybe you should go back to sleep. I don't think your brain is functioning well at the moment."

He chuckled and scooted closer to her. He placed his hand on her stomach. "So, when will we be able to know if it's a boy or a girl?" he asked.

Jeanette looked at him and asked, "Weren't you listening when Dr. Cross told us?"

Alvin shifted his eyes. "Maybe.."

Jeanette rolled her eyes and looked back at the TV. "Four to five months."

Alvin smiled. "Oh, that's not too far away. I can't wait to confirm that we're having a boy," he said as he rubbed her stomach.

Jeanette put her hand on his, making it stop. "What makes you so sure that we're having a boy?"

"What? You don't think so?"

Jeanette shrugged. "I don't know. I guess it doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl. I just want to know why you're so sure it's a boy," she said.

Alvin smirked and said, "I can feel it."

"Hm," was all Jeanette said as she looked back at the TV and took another sip of her coffee.

Alvin leaned closer as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "What? You don't think so?" he whispered.

Jeanette scrunched up her nose and turned her head before laughing. "Oh God, Hon, please," she said. Then she looked at him. "You just woke up," she stated.

He smiled. "We're married. You have to deal with it," he said.

She rolled her eyes and looked back at the TV. "I don't have to. You asked me to marry you, remember? I can rethink my decision at any time," she said.

He chuckled. "Yeah, but you don't want to."

She shot him a look before standing up. "You don't know that." She then walked to the kitchen, leaving a confused Alvin sitting on the couch.

He got up and went after her. "What's that supposed to mean?" he asked once he walked in.

Jeanette looked at him from her place at the sink. "What does what suppose to mean?" she asked him.

He sat at the island. "You looked pretty serious when you said that I didn't know if you wanted to rethink your decision to marry me," he pointed out.

Jeanette rolled her eyes and turned back to the sink. "Alvin, you can't honestly think I was reconsidering our marriage."

Alvin shrugged. "I don't know. You do have your moments.."

"Alvin, it was a joke."

"Are you sure?"

Jeanette turned completely around. "What?"

He shrugged again. "Well, Jeanette, you usually don't joke like that," he said.

"Well, Alvin, there's a first for everything," she said.

Alvin simply nodded and stood. "Yeah, yeah," he said as he walked out.

"Alvin?" she called after him, but he didn't answer. She sighed and rubbed her temples. "I don't need this right now. It's too early," she mumbled to herself. Then she went after him. She went into their bedroom to find it empty, but then she heard the shower start. She walked in the bathroom and sat on the counter part of the sink. "Alvin?"

"Yes, Jeanette," he said, clearly pretending that nothing was wrong.

"Will you accept my apology?" she asked.

"Apology? Your apology for what?"

Jeanette rolled her eyes. "God, Alvin, don't act like you've forgotten our little discussion in the kitchen less than five minutes ago."

"I don't see why you're apologizing. According to you, it was just a joke. That should've been the end of it if that was the case."

"It is the case, but I can tell that you really didn't find that joke funny. I'm sorry if it made you feel uneasy. That really wasn't my intentions. I wish I would've known that you didn't like jokes like that," she explained.

"We've been married for three years, Jeanette," Alvin pointed out. "But then again, you've never joked like that before, so how could you know?"

Jeanette smiled slightly. "So, what do you say? Am I forgiven?" she asked, her voice full of hope.

"We'll see," was all Alvin said.

Jeanette's jaw dropped. "Alvin?!"

"We'll see, Jeanette." She huffed before getting up and stomping out of the bathroom. Alvin just chuckled.

A little while later, Alvin stepped out of the bathroom in just a towel. He walked out of his bedroom and went to find Jeanette. The first place he looked was the kitchen, but it was empty. Then he checked the living room to find that empty as well. He looked out of the window to see if she was in the backyard, which she wasn't. The next place he checked was the garage, but her car was still there. "Where is she?" he asked himself, and then continued to check the house.

He ended up back in their room completely stumped. "Something isn't right," he mumbled as he stood in the middle of his room. Then he started walking toward the bed to get his cell phone. Then suddenly, Jeanette came out of nowhere and jumped on him, causing him to yelp in surprise and fall on the bed.

She turned him over onto his back and pinned his arms above his head as she straddled his waist. "Forgive me," she demanded.

His look of shock was replaced with relief, and then he started laughing. "Damn, Nett, you scared the hell out of me. Where were you?" he asked.

She shook her head. "It doesn't matter, you didn't look there. I want to know your answer," she said.

Alvin arched eye brow. "You know, Jeanette, you really shouldn't be jumping on me like that, being pregnant and all," he warned.

She rolled her eyes. "I'm fine. Just tell me your answer."

Alvin smiled. "Release my wrists first, and then I'll tell you," he requested. She sighed. "Fine." She let him go and sat up straight and looked down at him expectantly. He brought his arms down and rested his hands on her waist, his thumbs rubbing against the sides of her stomach. She giggled slightly and he continued to smile. He gazed into her eyes for moment before asking, "God, how can I say no to you?"

A smile spread across her face. "Really? You forgive me?"

Alvin nodded. "Yeah, babe, I forgive you."

Jeanette sighed in relief before leaning down until they were face-to-face. "Aw, Alvin, I love you," she said.

He smiled. "And I love you," he said.

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So there you go. How was that? I know the beginning was a little slow, but did it get more interesting? Is it just me, or was Alvin being a baby? Let me know what you thought so I can see if I want to keep going.

Jade