...He gave me a killer smile. "Kk. Honey. Anything you say," he said, holding my hand. We walked to the baby's store. He waited at its entrance as he gestured for me to go on in."The ball is now in your court, Honey. Select whatever you see fit. I absolutely don't have the slightest bit of an idea what our little one may be needing. I don't know the necessarily baby things to purchase." He explained, crossing his arms and legs as he leaned against the door.My heart skipped with excitement at hearing him accept my baby as his as per the agreement. It was a first. I hope to get used to hearing him address my son as 'Our' instead of deeming him as only mine.I bowed at the kind gesture before sauntering deeper inside as I picked out luxurious wears I knew would fit his petite body and shoved them inside the cart. I moved over to the next line, shoving the diapers, towels, cotton balls, shampoos, soaps, oils, plastic baby baths, Toys, bangles, baby creams, powders, shoes and socks.
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