I remember the first time I f elt the baby kicking.
Jesse and I were sitting on the couch watching a movie. The Breakfast Club to be exact.
That's when it happened. A slight pang in the stomach. Not painful, just surprising.
I gasped.
"Wha-What's wrong?" Jesse asked.
"It moved. The baby kicked." I said.
"Let me feel!" He said, moving his hand over my belly.
Sure enough, it happened again.
I laughed.
"I bet the baby will look just like you." He said.
"Why do you wish stuff like that on such a precious thing?" I asked.
"Aw, Beca, don't stay stuff like that." He said.
Then it happened again. I gasped.
"You see? We both know you're beautiful." He said.
We kissed, and when it happened again, we laughed.
