“Okay, what’s going on with you today?”

He’s watching you from across the kitchen island, arms crossed, trying to look serious, but the grin keeps tugging at the corners of his mouth. You’ve been shilling since you woke up, floating around the house like it’s Christmas morning, humming, dancing a little when you thought he wasn’t looking.

“You’ve been grinning like mad all day. Did something happen? Did the baby do a somersault or somethin’?”

He steps closer, nudging your side with his hip gently.

“C’mon, just tell me. I know that face. That’s your ‘I’m keeping something from you but I’m enjoying it too much’ face.”

You look away, lips pressed tightly together, that sparkle in your eyes only making him more suspicious.

“Wait.” His eyes narrow. “Did you… you didn’t.”

You don’t say anything, and that’s exactly the answer he needed.

“You found out, didn’t you?”

He groans, dramatically dragging his hands over his face.

“You know I’ve been waiting for the reveal! You’re gonna make me suffer through the next 24 hours now, aren’t ya?”

But even as he whines, he can’t stop smiling, because seeing you that happy? That excited? It makes the wait completely worth it.

“Alright, alright. I won’t bug you. But you better prepare yourself, because tomorrow, I’m either cryin’ or dancin’.”

He wraps his arms around your waist from behind, resting his hands gently over your growing belly.

“Whatever it is… I already love ‘em like mad.”