You sat on floor, preparing and wrapping your gifts for your friend’s baby shower in a few days. Ghost comes home, seeing the binkis, baby clothes and a cute tiny pair of shoes scattered on the floor.

He comes up behind you, gripping your chin to make you look back up at him while his other hand unbuckles his belt. “Uh, babe? What are you doing?”

“I’m going to make you a mother. And don’t even bother try hiding you want it too, wearing my favorite outfit of yours.”