✦ CHAPTER — "Baby Kicks." ✦
Jay's POV
Two months pregnant.
And somehow the entire mansion already treated me like glass.
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"Don't carry that."
I looked down at the pillow in my hands.
"…it's a pillow."
Keifer didn't even look guilty.
> "Still."
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Honestly, he'd gotten worse lately.
More clingy. More protective. More emotional without realizing it.
Not that I minded.
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Especially at night.
Those were my favorite moments now.
When everything became quiet and soft and it was just us.
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Rain tapped softly outside the bedroom windows tonight.
Warm dim lights glowed around the room while I sat against the pillows after showering, still wearing one of Keifer's oversized hoodies.
Hair damp. Sleepy. Comfortable.
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Meanwhile Keifer sat beside me with paperwork spread around him.
Black shirt sleeves rolled up slightly.
Reading files with one hand…
…and the other resting absentmindedly on my stomach.
Like always.
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I don't think he even realized he did it anymore.
His hand just naturally searched for us now.
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I smiled softly while watching him work.
"…you know you've touched my stomach like twenty times today."
Without looking up from the file:
> "Only twenty?"
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I laughed quietly and shifted closer against him.
Immediately his free arm wrapped around my waist automatically.
Pulling me against his side.
Warm. Safe. Home.
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For a while, only the sound of rain filled the room.
Until suddenly—
I froze slightly.
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"…Keifer."
The file dropped immediately.
Actual immediate panic.
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"What happened?"
I blinked at him.
"…nothing bad."
His expression stayed serious.
Too serious.
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Then quietly, I took his hand and moved it lower against my stomach.
His brows furrowed slightly in confusion.
"…Jay?"
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And then—
a tiny movement.
Small.
Soft.
But real.
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Keifer completely froze.
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I felt his entire body go still beside me.
Like he stopped breathing.
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Another tiny kick.
his eyes widened immediately.
Actually widened.
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"…was that—"
I started laughing softly already.
"Yes."
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He stared at my stomach like the world had personally shocked him.
Then slowly looked back at me.
Completely emotionally destroyed already.
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"They kicked."
His voice sounded genuinely offended and amazed at the same time.
I laughed harder.
"They moved, Keifer."
> "They kicked you."
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Another tiny movement happened under his hand.
And suddenly this terrifying mafia boss looked happier than he had all week.
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His entire attention disappeared from the paperwork instantly.
No more meetings. No more mafia. No more stress.
Just us.
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He shifted closer immediately, both hands resting carefully against my stomach now.
Waiting.
Watching.
Obsessed.
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"…do it again," he murmured very seriously.
I burst into laughter.
"You sound insane."
> "I need confirmation."
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For the next ten minutes, Keifer stayed completely focused on my stomach like it was the most important thing in existence.
Every tiny movement made him react instantly.
And every time—
his expression softened more.
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At one point he leaned down slightly.
Still staring at my stomach.
Then quietly:
> "Don't kick your mother too hard."
I covered my face laughing immediately.
"They can't understand you yet."
> "Still saying it."
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Eventually the baby stopped moving.
And Keifer looked genuinely betrayed.
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"…they stopped."
I laughed into his shoulder.
"Maybe they're sleeping."
> "Already ignoring me."
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The rain outside softened slowly while the room stayed warm and quiet around us.
And little by little—
sleepiness started pulling me under.
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I curled closer against Keifer automatically.
Head resting against his chest now.
His hands still over my stomach protectively.
Always there.
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"You should sleep too," I mumbled tiredly.
A soft hum answered me.
But he didn't move.
Didn't stop touching us.
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By the time my eyes fully closed, I could still feel his hand there.
Still protective. Still careful.
Still completely in love already.
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Keifer's POV
I thought she was asleep.
Her breathing had slowed completely against my chest.
Warm. Peaceful. Safe.
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But I still couldn't move my hand away.
Not after tonight.
Not after feeling them move for the first time.
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It felt unreal.
Like something inside me shifted permanently the second I realized there was really a tiny life there.
Ours.
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My thumb brushed slowly against her stomach absentmindedly.
And before I could stop myself—
I whispered quietly into the dim room:
> "…I already love you so much."
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