After walking out of our en-suite bathroom after putting my clothes back on I noticed that Ben had already gone downstairs; I smiled as I left the room in search of my husband, wherever he may be. As I walked down the staircase I could hear movement which piqued my interest; and I couldn't stop a large smile spread across my face at the sight that greeted me as I walked into our large and modern kitchen.
"I could have done that you know" I stated as I walked towards Ben as I watched him continue to make our lunch.
"I know," he answered as I stood down on his right hand side. "But I wanted to," he insisted.
"I have you well trained, don't I?" I teased.
"Yes" he chuckled. "Yes you do" he grinned as he reached over to me and pressed a kiss against the top of my head. "And you know what" he smiled at as he looked down at me.
"What?" I questioned with a warm smile.
"I wouldn't have it any other way" he winked at me.
"Me neither" I giggled.
"Anyway Mal-" he started.
"Yes?" I prompted him.
"I don't want you overdoing it" he advised and I rose one brow up at him in confusion before the penny dropped on what he was saying. He didn't want me overdoing anything due to the fact that I was pregnant. Don't get me wrong I understood why he felt like this; but we were going to have to talk about this. Yes I knew that I couldn't lift anything heavy (especially when my pregnancy moves further along) but I didn't want to just sit idle until I gave birth.
"Ben, it's only making breakfast," I dismissed.
"I know" he returned. "But I still feel the same," he confirmed.
"Well-" I started. "If this is what you are like at the start of the pregnancy" I added. "What are you going to be like when I am nearly due?" I teased and I saw his eyes light up at this.
"I just want you both to be ok" he answered fondly.
"And we will be," I replied happily as I rested my head against his right shoulder.
"I also want to look after you too," he offered. "So suck it up" he joked as he pulled a funny face at me.
"Ok husband" I giggled. "Ben?" I began.
"Aha?" he said.
"I think you have forgotten something," I stated.
"Right?" he prompted me. "What?" he asked eagerly.
"You have me fully trained as well" I smirked up at him, and I watched a smug grin spread across his face. "Smug Beast" I giggled.
"With you by my side" he sang cheerily. "Always" he grinned.
"What are you making?" I enquired as I looked down at the dark blue marble kitchen bench.
"Chicken in pitta" he answered. "Pregnancy safe though" he added playfully.
"I see" I noted as I looked at the food that he was preparing; and I couldn't help but note that Ben had obviously been reading about what I can and can't have. "Whatever you think is best," I smiled at him before pressing a kiss against the top of his right arm. "I'll go and set the table then," I stated. "If my husband thinks that is ok" I teased with a smug grin.
"Yes" he chuckled, and I turned around to go and set the table for our lunch. As I got to our cutlery draw I heard my husband chuckle once more and I let out a giggle; it was nice to see him in such a playful mood. I just hoped that nothing was going to change this. Part of me wanted to know what exactly was going on his mind but since me changing into a dragon our mind reading bond was very intermittent; but I guessed that this would get better with time - which me and Ben had all the time in the world to perfect.
