I wrapped my arms around her slightly bulging middle and pulled her down onto my lap where she curled herself into my chest. I leaned back slightly, so that no weight would be resting upon her sensitive stomach. There were certain areas that were bruised from our child's incessant kicking. She would start crying if someone touch them.
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, just tired is all. Your baby kept me awake half the night."
"Oh, now he's my baby?"
"Of course, he always is when he's misbehaving. You know that." She giggled.
"Of course I do." I agreed. "Do you want to go home?"
"No, I'm okay. I'll be alright, we can stay here."
"Bella, you're falling asleep."
She sighed. "I want to stay out for a while. We won't be able to when the baby comes." She kissed my cheek and wrapped her arms around my neck, her breath soft against my skin. "I want to be able to see my friends before then. This is our last chance to have fun."
"Are yo-" I looked around us and spotted newton attempting to get into the VIP area, waving his hand in the bouncers face. His podgey, child-like face scrunching up in annoyance. His hand waving erratically in the bouncers face. "What do you think you're doing here Newton?"
"Isabella invited me." He grinned, acting as though I would actually believe him. "She told me where to be and at what time." He tried to get through the wall of muscle yet again, another failed attempt. "She wanted me here. She wanted to see me, she told me."
"Why would she want that?" I asked, "Why would she want to see you?"
"Because she's carrying my baby."