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I never thought Kylar would get this clingy when I told him I was pregnant. Sure he was clingy before, but this is another level. He never lets me out of his sight or do anything for myself. I can barely even work on homework without him pulling me into bed and laying his head on my stomach.
I sighed, petting his hair. “Kylar, I have to finish this.” My grades have been shit lately and I really don’t want to get another F. History is my best class, but everything has been so crazy lately and I’ve fallen behind. I don’t want to see Winter’s disappointed frown again.
Kylar nuzzled into my stomach, “I-I can do it for you.”
I tugged playfully on his hair, “You’re not good at history.” He really wasn’t, he gets everything mixed up and all the dates wrong. I normally do his history homework so he doesn’t fail the class. “Besides, it won’t take long.” I tried to reason with him.
“You n-need to relax…for the baby…” He whispered, trying everything to convince me to relax. Which unsurprisingly included using the baby against me.
What sucks is he’s right, I’ve been so stressed lately trying to figure everything out. Turns out pregnancy can be draining, who would have thought. “Fine, I’ll take a break.” I sighed, giving in and leaning back into my pillows.
He looked up at me with that stupid smile, “Good.” I couldn’t help but smile back at him, he was just so cute. Closing my eyes and relaxing, I felt him lay his head back on my stomach. My bump is barely there, but knowing that the baby and I are safe brings him comfort. “I can’t wait to meet her.”
I quirked a brow, not bothering to open my eyes and look down at him. “Her?” Dr.Harper can’t even tell yet, it’s too early.
Kylar nodded confidently, “I-I just know it’s a girl, she’s going to be a daddy's girl.”
I playfully tugged at his hair, “Keep telling yourself that.”