From now on I'm not explaining the time skips. Lovi will do that all on his own.
Chapter 19: What do you think?
Did I ever mention I loved Antonio's hair? It's so soft, and curly and fun to play with. I must be a little loopy, since Dr. Almaz told us a week ago I was going to have mood swings, I wasn't surprised. From what I heard, Feliciano got violent sometimes. It was like we had completely flipped personalities.
At the moment, I was in a good mood. I was sitting on the couch with Antonio casually resting his head in my lap, watching some Spanish show. Yes, I was messing with his hair because it's fun and he does it to me anyway.
Commercials came on and Antonio turned his head to look up at me. He smiled a little and flipped his whole body to where was was facing me. I sent him a questioning look before he lifted my shirt a little, kissing the exposed area. Before I could say anything he spoke.
"Hola~" He cooed. "I know you're in there, little one. You're very little right now and I know you can't hear me yet. But I wanted to say hi like a good Papà. Your Mama is smiling which I guess means you're being a good baby right now and I'm very happy about that."
I smiled a little, maybe blushing when he let my shirt down and looked up at me. "You look so happy, Lovi. You have the Mama glow."
"Are we really going to teach or child to call me Mama?" I asked softly. "I am a man, and that would confuse them alot."
"But you are their Mother, technically speaking. It would be cute." Antonio replied, smiling as bright as he could manage. He didn't even notice when his show came back on. I shrugged a little, still running my hand through the curly mess on his head. "Having fun?
I shrugged again. "I like your hair, it's fun to mess with."
Antonio laughed and reached up. "Yours is too." His hand was a little too close to the curl for comfort. I moved away and slapped his hand, making him laugh.
We both fell silent for a while. The chick on the television started crying like baby because her boyfriend was cheating on her or some shit like that. My mind was wandering off again.
"Lovi? Do you want it to be a boy or a girl?" Antonio asked me, snapping me back to reality. He looked up at me with the most innocent face ever.
"I haven't thought about it." I honestly haven't. I'm really still getting over the shock that I actually had a little person growing inside of me. I was a little under two months with Antonio's child inside of me.
"I want a boy." He said, sighing a little while closing his perfect green eyes.
"I figure you would want a girl, because they're cute."
Antonio laughed as his eyes popped back open and he finally sat up. He moved next to me and laid his head on my shoulder. "Sometimes, but I don't know anything about girls. Why do you think you're around? That and she would be as mean as you."
I scoffed and headbutted him, softly of course, he has a hard head. "I'm not that mean. Besides I want a girl, one that I could dress up and play with her hair like I do with yours."
Antonio laughed a little and kissed my cheek. "Whatever it is I want it to have eyes like yours, so when you're not home I can look at them and see you."
I leaned my head against his, letting out a sigh. "As long as they're healthy I don't care what is is or what they look like. And as long as I can keep you and the baby all to myself. I'm not even sharing with Feliciano, or anyone else. You're both all mine."
Antonio nodded in agreement. "Okay, okay. But we'll find out what it is soon, right? I don't want to wait any longer. It should be a few more weeks, right? Wait, when do you think-?"
"I haven't thought about that." I sat up and thought. "I was a month pregnant a few days before my birthday. That would mean..." I stopped mid-sentence and looked at Antonio whose eyes widened a little.
"That would make it around the time I proposed, wouldn't it?" He asked in a soft whisper.
"It's due in November, so somewhere in that general area of time."
He grinned and laid his head on my shoulder once again, wrapping his arms around me. He lightly kissed my cheek, making his way to my lips. We stayed there for a moment before I pulled away.
Antonio looked at me with a raised eyebrow as I ran down the hall. I swear I heard him say "Damn morning sickness." and I couldn't agree more.
Upon returning, I didn't see Antonio on the couch so I guessed he was in the kitchen. I laid down on the couch and stretched before closing my eyes.
He returned a few minutes later and picked me up. Only to sit back down with me in his arms. I wrapped my arm around him and sighed.
"Do you want to go take a siesta?" He whispered in my ear and pulled me closer. A siesta sounded really nice right now. As long as he was holding me. I was feeling too sweet today and it was making me feel sick. Or maybe it was the morning sickness. Who knows...
"Si." I mumbled feeling him pull me closer, and move his arm to turn off the television before carrying me away to the bedroom. I was determined to sleep, dammit.