Coming

At first, every kick was something joyful, and she would call it Sebestian every time it happened, but right now it felt mostly unpleasant with it kicking right in her rib cage.

The first little kick she felt was magical. She had called Sebestian, who was at work at that moment, and he had rushed home, canceled all his meetings, stumbled into the house, and sat down next to Adria, who was lying on the couch. They both waited until their little bean would kick again, and after, yes, half an hour, Adria felt it again. This time Sebestian had planted his hands on her big bump, and he was overjoyed.

His eyes were wide with amazement as he caressed Adria's belly. He would whisper sweet nothing to her belly, and Adria would stroke her fingers through Sebestian's hair as they felt the little kicks. They had stayed like that for a while, and Sebestian would lay his ear on the soft skin and listen to their heartbeats. He would occasionally kiss her skin, and it made Adria blush furiously from