FORTY EIGHT

"I don't know about this one. My boobs are too big," I look at my back and then at the mirror. Turn to my side with my almost five-month belly. "Liam, what do you think?"

Liam is sitting on the couch in the waiting room at Macy's with shopping bags around his legs from my earlier shopping spree. He observes the dress I had picked out from the maturity section. "I think it looks good on you."

I groaned. "You said that with the last four dresses."

"Well, they look all the same."

"Liam," I say with a stern look. He laughs.

"Baby, whatever you put on will come right off later," I lightly hit him, making him grimace. Two months had passed since Liam, and I had made it official. Everyone knew about my pregnancy at school since I couldn't hide it anymore. There were some negative judgments and glares, but having my friends and Liam around is nothing I can take the hit. Surprisingly Paris congratulated me. The club members were happy for Liam and me. Lindsey and I exchanged looks and pulled o