Fear of losing him

(Alana)

It was early in the morning, I was the first one to wake up. A night of nothing but passion made her feel energetic. Getting out of Ricardo's embrace was hard, but I had to work. After a dramatic night, I knew I had to take care of myself and my baby. The thought of having a child in my womb had me smiling as I reached my hand down and caressed my belly. The feeling was something I couldn't contain. I had Ricardo's child growing in my womb.

“Doctor's appointment?” a raspy voice interrupted my happy thoughts. Glancing over my shoulder, I found a naked Ricardo wrapped in sheets staring at her.

“Nope, are you not going to get ready?” I said, putting the hairbrush back on the table. I was busy. Ricardo frowned and prompted on his elbows. I had to ignore those long hairy legs and toned upper body. His hair was messy, but he was still as handsome as ever.

“I don't want you to be moving around,” the man said when I walked to pick up some sheets which had fallen on the floor.

“Ricky,