You were standing in front of the full length mirror in your shared bedroom with John, one hand covering your stomach and the other pinching the rolls that were on your side as a floor length sage green dress lay on your queen sized bed

John was supposed to be gone on a Task Force 141 Mission so you were startled to hear his voice speaking behind you from the frame of your bedroom door "Sweetheart? What're you doing,?" He asked as he walked over slowly and wrapped his arms around your waist