"You’re very welcome, I like cooking for you." He said, pulling her closer to him and having her laying against him like they were in his house and he placed his hand on her belly. "I know you’ve been alone for weeks but, now I know the truth and I feel like it’s my job to protect you and the baby."
Dianna buried herself into Mark’s strong arms, feeling safe. She was glad he was in her life now. “It’s not your job though but thank you for thinking that, it means a lot”, she said before looking up at the boy and kissing him tenderly.
Mark started rubbing her stomach while he looked at her sweetly. “Thank you for saying my food is pretty delicious, I did my best just for you.” He smiled. “Do you want me to stay the night? I can sleep on the couch… I just didn’t want to leave you alone.”
Dianna smiled “Thanks for making such delicious food for me”, she replied. When Mark asked if he could spend the night, Dianna nodded “Sure. But, I’ve been alone for weeks now. I’m fine. I promise. But you can stay”, she told him, smiling as she kissed him.
When she said he could touch her belly, Mark amiled and placed his hand there. “Come on, there totally is a bump to be felt here.” He smiled. “Hey there baby… I’m Mark, I’m the guy making mommy happy and feeding mommy delicious food, I’m sure you already like me for that, don’t you?” He said, smiling.
Dianna giggled and shook her head when Mark said there was a bump to feel “It’s just not that big”, she repeated, letting him feel her stomach. she looked down and smiled softly, his words were soft and full of tenderness. Dianna laughed and ran her fingers through the boy’s hair “It is pretty delicious”.
When she looked at him and said yes to his question, Mark smiked and leaned forward to kiss her on the lips, his hand on the back of her neck, softly squeezing it. When the kiss broke, he pecked her lips and caressed her cheek. “I’m really happy right now.” He said, “can I touch your belly?” He asked.
Dianna smiled widely “I’m happy too”, she murmured. When Mark requested to touch her stomach, the blonde nodded “Yeah sure. There isn’t much to feel right now but go ahead”, Dianna giggled.
Mark nodded when she said she wanted it to be one day at a time. He finished eating and served himself of some more food. “I Think I’m liking this eating vegetables thing… Second day in a role, that’s you having a great effect on me.” He smiled. After dinner was finished, he washed all dishes and put the leftovers in the fridge before they both moved to the living room and sat on the couch. “Dianna, you want to take it one day at a time and I understand you, so, to mark this as the first day…” He said, turning to her and holding her hand. “Do you want to be my girlfriend?”
Dianna smiled, so happy that Mark enjoyed vegetarian food “See! Vegetables can be delicious!”, she said, giggling. “It’s good to try new things, sometimes you discover great things”. The two did the dishes together although Mark insisted that she sits down but Dianna just wouldn’t, claiming she wasn’t a cripple, just pregnant. When Mark turned to her and asked her to be his girlfriend, Dianna beamed “I… I would love to be”, she murmured and then pressed her lips against his, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Well, six months sound like a lot of time to me…" He said, taking a bite of his food and smiling, "Mmmm, this really is good, I think I, becoming a good cook." He laughed. "And y don’t really believe me, do you?" He asked, "I mean, when it say I’ll be there and that I want to be there with you." He asked, looking at her. "I don’t blame you, not at all, I believe this is all that jerks fault but, I want to find a way to convince you that I mean all I say."
Dianna smiled “Well 6 months isn’t that long, depends how you look at it”, she shrugged. She continued to eat, liking what she was putting in her mouth. When Mark explained that he’d be there for her and he meant it, Dianna smiled “I believe you. But right now let’s just take it one day at a time ok?”, she replied.
"Oh, 15 weeks… That’s like, 3 and a half months right?" He said,turning to face her. "How come you got just a couple more months?" He asked, sounding a little confused, before turning back to the stove and turning off the fire before draining the pasta and then placing it in June pan with the sauce. "Where are the plates and silver wear? Dinner is ready." He said, looking at her before getting the dish towel and putting it on the table and placing the pan over it, sitting down since she stood up to get what he had asked for. When she finally sat back down, he served her and then smiled. "I hope this is good, it was the first time I made this sauce so…" He smiled. "By the way, I don’t think you understood when I said I wanted to be with you and take care of you and help you… I want to be there for you through everything, including the baby."
"Correct", Dianna replied when Mark asked if 15 weeks was like 3 1/2 months. "Well… I’m already almost 4 months along, I only have about 6 months left before the birth", she explained. Dianna got the plates and the utensils before sitting back down "Mmm, smells delicious", she said as she got some pasta in her plate and started to eat "Thank you, it’s really good. Well done Mark", Dianna smiled. When Mark said that he would be there for her and the baby, the blonde nodded "Thank you, that’s very sweet of you", she replied but wondered if they’d still be together then, hopefully they would be.
"Thank you! Food will be ready soon." He said, as he kept himself focused on the sauce and put the pasta to boil. "So, how far along are you?" He asked, while he stirred the sauce and tasted it to see if it needed anymore seasoning and making sure the pasta wasn’t sticking together by stirring it with a fork.
Dianna stayed put in her chair and just watched as Mark cooked. When he asked how far along she was, the blonde thought for a second “Um 15 weeks. Still got a couple months to go”, she replied, putting her hand on her stomach. “I still don’t know how I’m going to manage being a single mother and having to work AND take care of my baby… It’s mind blowing when I think about it. But it’s better this way than being forced to abort or have my ex kill our baby or be abused…”, she added, looking down.
"Thank you for the tip and for the kiss, they are both very much appreciated." He said, kissing her cheek back. "Now, if you could sit down at a chair, I’d be even happier." He said. "You’ve been on your feet for 8 hours…"
Dianna smiled and then sat down “Alright alright I’ll sit”, she finally gave in. She watched as Mark prepared the meal for her, he was so sweet and so sexy. Dianna bit her bottom lip as she gazed at the boy’s ass, it sure looked good and squeezable.
"Oh hey…" He said, looking at her. "I can see that you don’t really do what people tell you to, Hun?" He laughed. "And I’m just making a veggie sauce, I cut up some peppers and onions and carrots and celery and I will add some tomatoes, and will make it with some pasta, how does that sound?"
Dianna shook her head “No not really”, she giggled. The blonde went to get vegetable both in her cupbard “Here, add this and a bit of water, it’ll make a nice creamy sauce”, she said before pressing a soft kiss on Mark’s cheek.