Always [under editing]

Month Three and Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving Day

•Month 3•

I stare at my reflection in the full body mirror attached to put wall. I've grown some more. I put my right hand on my stomach and smile.

Greg makes his way over and wraps his arms around my waist.

"I still can't believe I'm going to be a dad." He says smiling.

"You're going to be the best dad ever." I tell him. He spins me around so I'm facing him and his hold on me only tightens.

"I will be as long as you're by my side." He says smiling.

"You're so cheesy." I giggle, "What would fourteen year old Greg Feder say?"

"He'd tell me that I'm stupid and crazy."

"You're and idiot."

I tell him before walking away from him to go get ready.

"But I'm your idiot!" I hear him shout after me. I shake my head at my boyfriend before pulling on my light pink dress that stops a little bit before my knees. I had to kind of struggle with my small baby bump. I may only be three months pregnant but I'm still sort of big. I put on my jean jacket that goes with it along with my brown ankle boots.

I walk out of the closet to see Greg sitting on our bed,

Fully dressed.

"It's about time." He says, "we're running late."

"Calm down Greggie. Your parent live seven minutes away." I tell him.

"And if we don't hurry, we'll be seven minutes late."

"You're such a drama queen." I laugh before grabbing the two pies and following him to our car.

"You love me." He smiles at me.

"Don't remind me." I say jokingly as he starts the car.

"Ouch. That hurt Bree." He fakes pain which makes me laugh. I lean over the console to kiss him on his lips. He reacts by putting his hands on my cheeks and deepening the kiss. My hands rest on the base of his neck as I pull away.

"Did that make it better." I ask in a baby voice.

"Yes as a matter of fact it did." He pulls out of the drive way and started the journey to the Feders.

"Are you nervous?" He asks me.

"If we're being honest, yes I'm nervous. What about you?"

"A little bit." He says.

The rest of the car ride is spent in a comforting silence.

He pulls into his parents drive way before looking at me.

"Everything will turn out okay." He tells me.

"I know." I nod before getting out of the car. We walk into his house hand-in-hand.

Mrs. Feder walks up to us and engulfs us in a giant hug.

"It's so good to see you again." She says, "And Bree, you get more beautiful everytime I see you!"

"Thank you Mama Feder." I say lightly blushing.

"Is Greggie treating you okay?" She asks.

"He treats me like a princess." I tell her with a grin

"Wait, you're not a princess?" Greg jokes.

"That's good." She says before going to check on everyone else.