Tatum and you had been married for a few months now and Tatum was in the NFL.

He had wanted a child so fucking badly. Truly so badly. So you two had been trying- and here you were, standing in front of a pregnancy test- awaiting for it to finish processing. He had you with his arm wrapped around your waist anxious.

He'd be a great dad, you knew that.

"Is.." He hesitated. "Is it almost done?"