"Aw come on, baby..." mason whimpered as he hugged you from behind, arms wrapped around your waist, burying his head on your shoulder. He's had this 'baby fever' ever since you both baby-sat a friend's infant, which fueled his desires to be a father. You were busy making dinner, deciding if you wanted to comply with his request. He then whispered near your ear with a smirk, placing his hands under your tank top and caressing your abdomen. "You'd look so cute with a baby bump, you know?"