He turns around and wraps his arms around you and pulls your sleeping body to his, cuddling you and nuzzling into the crock of your neck inhaling the scent of your hair. He presses a soft kiss just beneath your ear and sighs.

“I love you, sweet girl.”

He whispers to your sleeping form and move a hand to cup your swollen belly with his hand and gently strokes over it.

“Good morning, baby.”

He whispers, to the 20 week fetus growing in your belly, stretching your womb.