A Little Piece of Heaven

Brian's POV

I looked over at Cynthia as she strummed her fingers along her stomach.

I smiled when I saw her caress her stomach.

Her baby bump was is definitely starting to show more.

She's almost six months along.

With twins, no less.

It's still hard for me to believe that I'm going to be having a baby.

I never imagined that I would be in this position.

But I couldn't be happier.

Cynthia's having my babies.

She looked up at me and caught me staring at her.

A smile spread across her face.

She looked down at her stomach and wrapped her arms around her bump.

I grinned and walked over to her, setting my hands on top of hers.

"How are my boys doing?" I asked her.

She grinned and laughed softly.

"You don't know that they're boys." She told me.

"I have a feeling. Do you really think I could make girls?" I asked her.

She started to giggle and pulled her into my arms.

I could feel her hard stomach pressing against mine and I grinned.

"Have I told you how much I love you?" I said.

She grinned widely and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Not today. Maybe you should. I'm gonna miss you while I'm gone." Cynthia murmured.

I held her tighter against me.

"I don't want you to go without me." I said softly.

She pulled my head down so our foreheads were resting against each others.

Her soft hands caressed my face and I closed my eyes in satisfaction.

"There's no other way baby. I have to fly out so I can make my appointment. And you have a show to do tonight." She told me.

I couldn't help the pout that made it's way on my face.

"I want to be there. I don't want to miss anything. Paul said he'd be able to tell us the babies gender today." I said.

Cynthia stayed quiet for a minute.

She knew this was just as important to me as it was to her.

I didn't want to miss it.

I wanted to be there the moment that she found out what the babies were.

Cynthia's fingers came up and ran through my hair.

I sighed deeply.

"How about I print out a picture, and I have Paul put the gender of the babies on the sonogram. I'll have him put the sonogram in an envelope, and I won't open it until I get back here with you." Cynthia said.

I smiled.

I wrapped my arms around her waist tightly.

"You would wait? Wait until you get back to me?" I asked her.

She grinned and nodded her head.

"I love you. And these are both of our babies. Of course I'll wait for you." She told me.

I couldn't help it, I lifted her up and spun her around in a circle.

"I love you! I love you! I love you!" I yelled as I spun her around faster.

Cynthia squealed and then started to scream.

I stopped immediately and when I put her down, her hand was clamped over her mouth and she looked a little green.

Fuck.

She got up and ran to the bathroom.

I could hear her puking and the guilt consumed me.

I held her hair back and I rubbed her back, feeling so bad.

"I'm sorry baby. I forgot about the morning sickness." I said.

She wiped her hand across her mouth and shook her head.

"It's fine honey. You forgot." She murmured.

After I helped her clean up, I brought her over to the couch and sat her on my lap.

I rocked her back and forth she slowly fell asleep.

I can't believe she's going to be leaving me in a few hours.

I know it's stupid to react the way I'm reacting.

But having had Cynthia around me constantly in the last couple months, just the thought of spending a few hours away from her was killing me.

I rubbed her forehead and pushed the stray strands of hair out of her face.

God she's beautiful.

I rested my hand on her protruding stomach and grinned.

Mine.

All mine.