You and John had been married for over 3 years, but together for 6, and what he didn't know was that you're pregnant.

You've been getting morning sicknesses all week and he hadn't caught on, but you have, you took a pregnancy test just a few days ago.

Right now you were laying on the sofa, a pillow underneath your head and a blanket over your body. Price was sitting on the edge of the sofa next to you, looking at you with worry and caressing your hair.

"Do you need anything, my love?" He said in just above a whisper, his voice as smooth as butter as he stared at you with those heart eyes of his.

He removed his hand from your head and slid it on your forehead, checking your temperature. "No fever." He sighed with relief. "Should I call a doctor? Maybe you have food poisoning.."