Time passed and Janet was a month away from her due date. She had traded her tiny figure for a basketball sized tummy and being unable to tie her shoes, but she was happier than ever. She and Jack had become great friends and she found herself never wanting to leave his side. She woke up each morning excited to see him and was sad to leave him when she went to bed at night. She wasn't ready to admit it just yet, but she knew that she was falling in love with him.

Jack woke up with a smile on his face. He was so excited about spending the entire day with Janet. He was going to take her to the doctor for her last check up, then take her home to relax. He showered and put on a pair of jeans and his favorite Dodgers jersey and walked across the hall to knock on Janet's door.
"Janet, ready to go?" He called.
"I'm ready." She answered as she appeared in the doorway. Jack caught his breath as he saw her. Yes, she was pregnant, but she looked beautiful in her emerald green blouse and black dress pants. She was simply glowing, the perfect mother to be. Jack finally regained composure. "I guess we should get going." He said with a laugh. Janet smiled and followed him out to the car.

The doctor said that Janet and her daughter were perfectly healthy. She and Jack were upbeat and cheerful on their way home.
Janet sat down on the couch and Jack went to get her something to eat. Suddenly, she felt something in her stomach. "Jack!" She called out, joy and surprise on her face. "What's wrong!" He said in concern. "The baby's kicking!" She exclaimed, putting his hand on her stomach. He felt the butterfly like movement in her stomach and a big smile crept over his face. "Amazing." He whispered. She nodded, grinning from ear to ear. "Has anyone ever told you that you're a beautiful pregnant lady?" He whispered in her hair. She shook her head, looking deeply into his blue eyes. He leaned in closer and captured her lips with his in a romantic kiss filled with love and longing.