(Regina POV)
"Babe I'm home," I say walking into the house.
"In the kitchen." David says.
"What are you doing in the kitchen?" I ask, walking into the kitchen.
"Cooking dinner. That way you weren't having to do one more thing." He says turning away from the stove to look at me. "You look beautiful."
"Thank you. You look very handsome yourself." I say smiling at him. "What are we having?"
"We are having pizza for dinner. I put it in the oven a few minutes before you walked into the door." He says.
"OK, that sounds great." I say wrapping my arms around him and burying my face in his chest to calm myself from the stress overload at work.
"Princess, stop stressing it's not good for you or the baby." He says rubbing my back in an effort to calm me down and it's working.
"OK. I think I need a break from work, because it is stressing me out too much." I say.
"Am I hearing this correctly? You want to stop working?" He says looking down at me.
"Yes. you are hearing correctly." I say and started to cry and pulling away from him to walk away, but he stopped me from walking away.
"Hey, come back here. I didn't mean it in a negative way, Baby. I'm sorry." He said as he pulled me gently back to him as he saw that I was crying. "I'm so sorry, Princess I didn't me to make you cry"
"I know. My hormones are going crazy because of the baby. I didn't mean to cry, I know you were only teasing me." I say wrapping my arms around him and hugging him as if let go. I thought that he would disappear.
"It's okay, Princess And as much as I love getting to hold you I need to check on the pizza in the oven. So I'm gonna need you to let go for a minute, ok?" He says.
"Ok." I say letting him go. "Honey?"
"Yeah?" He asks.
"Can we eat in our room tonight?" I ask.
"Yeah. Why?" He says.
"Because my back already hurts, and I don't think I can handle the chairs in our dining room." I say.
"Yeah, we can eat in our room. Dinners done so why don't you go get into comfy clothes and pick a movie or tv show for us to watch. While I make our plates." He says.
"Ok." I say walking out of the kitchen.
I walk up the stairs slowly because it is uncomfortable to walk up the stairs as I am 8 ½ months pregnant. I walk through David's and I's bedroom door and go into the closet and get a pair of shorts and one of David's t-shirts and put them on. I put Descendants 3 on to watch while we eat. I sit on the bed waiting for David to come up here with the food.
While I wait for David I start to think what if the baby hates me like Henry did when he found out he was adopted.
"What did you pick, Princess?" He asks, coming in the bedroom door with the pizza, walking to the bed and hand me my plate, and sit down on the bed.
"Descendants 3. Is that ok?" I ask.
"Yeah that is fine, Princess." He says, staring at me.
"What?" I ask, worrying if he can tell what's going on.
"Nothing." I say unpausing the tv.
"Don't do that." He says.
"Don't do what?" I say playing dumb.
"Don't shut me out. Tell me what's wrong so I can fix it." He says tucking a piece of my fair behind my ear.
"You can't fix this." I say.
"First, tell me what's wrong, then I will try to fix it, ok?" He says.
"I'm scared to have the baby." I say looking down.
"Why, Baby?" He asks, using his finger to lift my head up.
"Because I'm scared that she will hate me like Henry did when he found out he was adopted." I say crying.
"Baby, Henry loves you. And if anybody says otherwise, point them to me because I will gladly handle it. As for the baby she will love you no matter what. Ok?" He says, wiping my tears away.
"Thank you. That's what I needed to hear." I say.
"You don't need to thank me, baby." He says, then kisses me and I kiss back.
After a few minutes I pull away from the kiss. "Ok. Let's eat before it gets cold." I say.
"Yeah"
When we get done eating, David takes the dishes down the stairs into the kitchen, then comes and lays down with me.
"I love you." I say laying my head on his chest and closing my eyes to go to sleep.
"I love you, too, Baby. Goodnight." He says playing with my hair.
"Goodnight." I say falling asleep.