|Tyson Stevens| I Want to Wake up Before my Ship sets Sail |00001 {Sequel}

"Haylee Antoinette Afkary!" I yelled, grabbing the four year old right before she tried to cross the road. "I don't think so missy."
She simply giggled in response, holding her arms out for me to pick her up.
"I don't think that's happening either darling." I mumbled, poking my nine and a half month pregnant stomach.
And yes, I said nine and a half months. Sometimes these damn babies don't want to come out! I didn't even know they were allowed to stay in after nine months, but apparently they can stay in there for up to a year!
Oh for the love of Jebus! Make this thing come out already!
"Come on, Haylee!" Pouyan yelled, holding his arms out to her, grinning like a fool.
Haylee's small frame ran full force into his arms and she giggled wildly as her swung her around.
"Come here, baby." Tyson's calm, quiet voice roamed through my ears, his face coming into view as he walked towards me.
"Oh no!" I declared, shaking my finger as I waddled over to the stroller. "I don't think so! This is all you're fault! You come near me and you're going to have a spork in you're bum bum!"
"It's my fault you're pregnant?" He asked, walking up beside me, his arms crossed over his chest.
"Yeah" I answered, handing Pamela a bottle of Dr.Pepper as she ate down her third ice cream. "you and you're super sperm!"
"Well if I recall you couldn't wait for my 'super sperm' to fill you." He whispered against my ear, his breath tickling against the soft cartilage.
"That's not fair!" I moaned, slapping his hands away as they tried to circle my waist.
My huge waist that was well hidden by a big belly now.
"I win!" He called, walking over to help Pamela get up from the bench.
"Let's go see the show now." Pamela said softly, grabbing Pouyan's hand as she walked in the direction of the stadium.
"Baby?" Tyson asked, pulling me close as we made our way behind them. "What's wrong?"
"I'm huge. I'm almost ten months pregnant. I'm horny." I complained, leaning into him heavily. "My feet hurt. And the baby is kicking my fucking spine."
"Sorry" He apologized, rubbing my lower back gently. "We're gonna go sit down. Is that good? Or is that going to put you in more pain?"
"I don't know, we'll see." I said softly, rubbing my stomach absentmindedly.
"Alright then." He said, sitting down next to Haylee and pulling me next to him.
And that ladies and gentlemen concluded our conversation! Well for now at least.
"Finding Nemo? Are you kidding me!?" I asked incredibly, watching as the many people came out on stage dressed in blue materials and aqua colors.
"Hush! Nemo is the coolest Aunty Guinny!" Haylee shouted excitedly, watching everything with wide, amazed eyes.
"Oh Jebus save me please?" I questioned quietly, wishing I was back at the hotel room.
"Quite complaining." Tyson's voice floated into my ears as his arm wrapped around my waist loosely, his hands working on my lower back gently.
"Mmm" I moaned softly, leaning into his touch happily. "Sounds good. Thanks."
He chuckled in reply, as all of us watched the blue men run around acting like fishes.