Part 5


5 months pregnant


Mimi lay on the sofa watching the Montel show. She was eating cereal from the box and crying. The show was about paternity tests and it was really getting to Mimi.

Jason had been in the shower trying to get the stink of the restaurant off his skin. He came downstairs and saw his beautiful-pregnant-with-his-child girlfriend crying.

"Baby, what's wrong?" He asked with concern filling his voice. Jason sat down beside her and put his arm around her.

Mimi threw his arm off of her. "Men! That's was wrong with me!" She said between sobs.

Jason looked at her confused, "What? Men? What are you talking about?"

Mimi wailed, "That's just it! You never understand me! You're always too concerned with everything else to worry about me!"

Jason was completely thrown for a loop. When he had gotten home an hour ago, she was fine and greeted him happily and sweetly. Now his beautiful girlfriend was replaced with a screeching banshee.


"Mimi, I'm sorry baby. I don't understand what's making you so upset. I don't want you to be like this. It's not good for the baby."

Mimi started crying fresh tears and wouldn't answer him.

Just then the TV show she had been watching came back on from commercial and Jason finally understood what was going on.


He clicked the TV off. "Aw, Mimi. Why are you watching that crap? You know that I would never, ever leave you or the baby alone. I'm here for the long haul, ok? You aren't going to get rid of me no matter how hard you try."

Mimi's crying had calmed down to sniffles. She looked up at him and he wiped her tear streaked face.

"You mean that?" She said in a very small voice.

Jason nodded, "With all my heart. Now, come here and give me some sugar."

Mimi giggled and climbed onto Jason's lap.

Mimi kissed him softly on the mouth and then teasingly slid her tongue in his mouth and back out. Jason growled and tried to recapture her tongue. They spent the rest of the afternoon, showing each other how much they loved them.

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Later that night....


Jason peered into the fridge, "How about steak?"

Mimi wrinkled her nose, "Not unless you want it to end up in the toilet."

"Chicken?"

"Makes me gassy."

"Fish?"

"Are you kidding?"

"Pizza?"

"In the toilet again."

Jason sighed, "Is there anything in this fridge that we can eat, that won't make you sick?"

Mimi rested her chin on her hand, "Probably not."

Jason threw his hands up in the air, "I give up!"

Mimi round the counter and hugged him, "I know you tried, baby. But junior here doesn't seem to like much."

Jason rest his hands on her belly and rubbed it. He thought of one last ditch effort. "Subway?"

"Ooh, now you're talking!"