(WESLEY)
(Two Months Pregnant)
Jericho and I are lounging in bed one morning after some steamy sex. I'm glad that I now don't feel the morning sickness as badly as I used to, just like Tyler told me. But there are other issues coming up all the time.
First, I have very weird cravings. I've had a hankering for strange things like cheese and jelly sandwiches. Marshmallows and hot salsa. None of these are things that I considered eating earlier when I wasn't pregnant.
My stomach growls loudly. "Can I go downstairs and get you something to eat?" Jericho asks sweetly.
"Baby I don't want to bother you." To be honest, I was hoping that he would offer. But part of me feels guilty about making him go downstairs just to get me food.
"You're not bothering me, Wesley. I'm happy to go get you something to munch on. It can't be anything too fancy though because I don't know how to cook anything." There is a sheepish expression on his face. "And today is Marzia's day off."
