The End

"This is because of you." Luna scolds John for not locking the door when she wants to make out.

"Well, sorry."

Irina was about to enter her parents' room, but she knocked on the door first. "I came to deliver food."

Luna shifted slightly away from John. "Thanks, Irina."

"It should be." Irina smiled and then left.

"How is our baby?" John asked after Irina left.

Luna touched her belly. She felt the baby's movements. "I feel it. Our baby is moving."

"Really?" John also wanted to feel the movement of his baby. He pressed his hands and heard a voice in Luna's stomach. "I feel it."

Luna smiled and stroked her husband's head. "I want a baby girl."

"I want a baby boy."

"You can't. Our baby should be a girl."

John looked at Luna. "Baby boy."

"Baby girl."

"Our baby will be as handsome as his father."

"No. She will be a beautiful girl like Irina." Luna didn't want to budge on John.

"I already have you guys. Now I want a baby boy to accompany me."

"I don't want to."

"What did you say?" Altho