"Kristen, wake up sweetie. " Rob was gently stroking my head, "It's 5:30."

I groaned and rolled over, "5 more minutes." I pleaded.

Rob chuckled, "No, baby. I gave you 5 more minutes, 20 minutes ago."

"Please." I begged, "No. come on, let's shower." Rob picked me up and carried me into the bathroom. He set me lightly on my feet, switched on the shower, then turned towards me again and helped me strip my pajamas.

We were waiting for the water to warm up when Rob started stroking my back, "No. Not right now Rob. I don't feel good." I told him, trying to be subtle. There was no way I would have sex with him right now. Rob seemed to get the hint, he kissed my forehead and led me into the running water.

Rob held me while the water ran down our combined bodies; it felt like the stress of the upcoming day was nothing but a fantasy. I felt so relaxed, nothing could upset me.

But all too soon, Rob switched off the water, and we were forced to deal with the fact of having to work. Promotion was the only part of our jobs that Rob and I hated. We were so thankful for our fans, but having the paparazzi and the screaming around us wasn't very appealing, especially during this stage of our lives.

"I'll leave you alone to get dressed." Rob said, heading away from our walk in closet. We always got dressed together, mainly because we liked to have our outfits coordinate, but also because it made us feel closer to one another, and it usually ended up with us having sex in some strange places. But now, I didn't want him to see me struggling to fit into jeans, or not fitting into my jeans. But it was a special day and I needed to feel safe and protected, and that would be impossible without my husband.

"Wait." I yelled. "You can stay." I sighed. Rob shook his head no, "You would rather be alone, it's ok sweetie, really. I'll go feed Bear." He said heading out of the closet.

"No. Please stay, I really want you to." I begged. Robs hidden smile made an appearance as he headed towards me. He wrapped his arms around my naked body and let the towel fall. Suddenly, I felt extremely self-conscious. I felt tears flooding into my eyes. My breathing accelerated and I felt a surge of anxiety overtake me. Rob felt the shift in my body and sat me down on the small black leather couch inside our closet.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Rob asked concerned, kneeling in front of me.

As I was about to speak, site of Rob's perfectly naked, thin and muscular body stole my words. Why is it that he always looked flawless, and I look like I swallowed a water polo ball?

"If you want me to leave…"

"NO!"I shouted. God that's the last thing I want him to do. "I'm just getting a little self-conscious about how I look now, that's all." I told Rob, hiding my face in his chest.

Rob stood up and sat down next to me. He shifted so his entire body was facing me; he opened up his legs and invited me in. An impulse over took me and I accepted his invitation. Rob laid back and allowed me to position him inside me. I was laying on top of him, I placed my head underneath his, just above his collarbone. Rob rubbed my back while humming our favorite Van Morrison song.

I felt the need to start some movement, even though I was perfectly happy with just laying here together. As if right on cue, "This is for you; don't feel like you have to do anything but lay here." Rob whispered.

I smiled and snuggled in as close as my belly would allow me.

"Fuck." I said underneath my breath. These were the fifth jeans I tried on. All of them fitting, but also all so tight that they placed added pressure onto my bladder, and I already had to pee every hour.

I picked Robs outfit out. Dark denim Ralph Lauren jeans, with a light blue button up. He looked sexy, as usual. I opted for my 7 for all mankind jeans, and a blue and black knit sweater.

"God damn!" I screamed.

"Everything ok?" Rob asked walking in, buttoning up his shirt.

"No, I can't fit into my jeans." I said rolling my eyes. Rob smiled.

"Why are you smiling! This isn't funny." I said.

"No, you're right. It's not funny. It's wonderful!"

I looked at Rob dumb struck, "And why is that?"

"Because it means our baby is growing." Rob said with the shyest smile I've ever seen him wear.

I let an 'Aww' slip out of my mouth, and leaned into Rob. "Your right, this is wonderful." Rob chuckled and held me tighter.

"But I still can't find anything to wear." I complained.

Rob let me go, and began searching through my closet. A few minutes later he appeared with a light blue dress. A dress. Are you kidding me?

Rob handed it to me, "No way. I'm not wearing a dress." I said, stomping my foot on the ground.

"Well, it looks like it's either a dress, or, you wear jeans that make you have to piss every 10 minutes. It's up to you." Rob said, trying to hide his amusement.

I rolled my eyes and opted for wearing jeans. How bad it could be?

I finished getting dressed. Rob and I ate a quick breakfast and in no time the car appeared indicating that it was time to go.

Rob took my hand and we headed outside. "I love you." Rob whispered in my ear, just before helping me into the car.

"I love you too."

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