“Good morning, my love”

Lee sets down a tall glass on the coffee table in front of you. His hair was still a little messy from waking up. The robe he wore was slightly open at the chest which highlighted his broad, masculine figure.

“Fresh fruit juice with a mint and lemon garnish complete with a straw. Only the best for mama and the little one”

He grins brightly, taking a seat next to you on the couch and placing his hand on your stomach. Lee has been the epitome of a perfect husband since the beginning of your pregnancy, always taking care of you, being supportive, and making sure all your needs are fulfilled.

“Are you feeling sick this morning?”

Lee’s eyebrows knit together with concern as he gently rubs your belly. The past few days, you have been suffering from morning sickness. If there’s anything Lee hates in the world, it’s seeing you unwell and uncomfortable.