Y A/N: This is only my second fanfic so I hope everyone likes it.
Ch. 19 Pancakes
Last Time:
"OK hurry home and be safe sweetie"
"I always am, I love you momma."
"I love you too baby."
With that he left and I started to grill the chicken and start the sauce.
"Wow I love that man" as soon as I said that the baby kicked. "You love him too"
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Lona's POV
After I was done making dinner I set the table and got the drinks. I brought the food to the table and just as I sat it down in walked my man.
"Right on time" I whispered to myself. He walked in and took me in his arms and kissed me.
"Everything ok at work?"
"Yes but I couldn't focus thinking about earlier and this dinner."
"Oh I'm sorry"
"Don't be" We sat down and started to eat. The food was really good and once we finished I started to clear the table. I went over and loaded the dishwasher, that's when I felt someone behind me. He turned me around to face him and lifted me onto the counter and started to kiss me. He ran his hands down my sides and put his hands on the baby. The baby started to kick him and I giggled a little.
"What's so funny?"
"Every time you are near me or touch me the baby moves a lot."
"Oh is that right?" I nodded my head. He went down the level of the baby and left my shirt up a little. He kissed my big belly and started to talk to the baby.
"Now baby in there, be nice to your pretty mommy. She loves you and you just keep kicking her." The baby kicked his hand.
"Well you just need to be nice." He kissed my belly a couple more times and then came up and kissed me keeping his hands on the baby.
"I think the baby already has an attitude."
"What do you mean?"
"The baby is still kicking." I giggled out.
He laughed with me and then helped me off the counter. I finished with the dishes and then went and sat on the couch. He had ESPN on and a fire going and was sitting on the floor. He finished watching the highlights of the games and then shut off the TV and pulled me down onto his lap.
I sat in between his legs with my back on his chest and my head in his neck. We were listening and enjoying the fire and Seth had his hands on the baby. I had my hands on top of his and kissed his neck every now and again.
"I love you, momma"
"I love you too, baby"
He ran his hands down my big belly and under the waist band of my sweat pants. He was gently rubbing his whole way down and then he reached my already wet core. He slowly stuck his fingers in and started to rub my clit. I let out a soft moan into his neck and kissed him again. He started to rub harder. And I started to moan more. I kissed him and he kissed me back and then he slowly ran his hands back up to my big belly.
"That was like…wow"
"Haha"
"I love you" and I kissed him again.
"I love you too."
We fell asleep there and woke up the next morning lying on the floor with blankets and pillows around us. I was in Seth's arms and we were both just waking up.
"Good morning momma"
"Good morning baby" I gave him a gently kiss. When I woke up a little more I realized that we were lying on an air mattress.
"Seth how did we get on this?"
"Well after you fell asleep I set up on the couch and went and got this so that we could sleep by the fire and I didn't want your back to hurt."
"Awe thanks baby."
"I love you"
"I love you more"
"I love you most" I kissed him again and then turned over on the mattress to try and get a little more sleep. He put his arms around me and kissed the back of my neck. We both fell back to sleep when we realized that it was 5 in the morning.
When I woke up again it was 11 am and Seth was cooking something because I smelled it.
"Baby?"
"In the kitchen"
"Ok I'm coming." I got up slowly with trouble and walked, well more like waddled, into the kitchen. I had one hand resting on my lower back and the other on my big belly when I went and sat at the table.
"What are you making sweet heart?"
"Food"
"Cool what kinda food?"
"The eating kinda food."
"Well that's good."
"Yeah"
"So when is the food going to be done?"
"Pretty soon"
"Good the baby is starving."
"Oh ok then I will hurry" he laughed a little. Once he was done he put something on a plate still not letting me see it and brought it over to the table.
"Oh baby it's my favorite!"
"I know"
"Banana, walnut, caramel, with a scope of ice cream on top."
"Exactly"
I started to eat it and it tasted like heaven on a dish. It was amazing. The pancakes were warm and fluffy and the caramel was sweet and smooth. The ice cream was cold and creamy. It was a combination that made an amazing explosion in your mouth. When we were finished I sat back in the chair and put my hand on the baby, rubbing big circles.
"Honey that was amazing"
"Good I'm glad momma"
He took the plates and started to clean it up, when the doorbell rang.
"I will get it sweetie." I got up and slowly made my way to the door and opened it.
"Oh shit!!" I felt the tears coming on fast.