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"You’re not going to eat? Are you and the baby not hungry?" Hayden asked from across the table.

I doubt anyone could get hungry when faced with this kind of food. However, I couldn’t bring myself to tell Hayden that after all the effort that he put in to ensure the best food for

and the baby.

"I’m not that hungry but I’ll eat…" I replied before forcing a smile.

"Do you want

to feed you?" Hayden asked.

"Umm…no. There’s no need for you to do that," I refused while trying to maintain my smile.

"The food looks and tastes bad, doesn’t it?" Hayden asked but it didn’t really feel like a question.

I guess he did realize it after all. There’s no point in lying about it now so I just nodded at my head in response.

"You should have told . I can fire the chef or get the nutritionist to change sothing to make it more palatable," Hayden said as he stared at

from across the table.

"I just didn’t want to burden you with sothing like this. Plus, I guess it isn’t that bad when I get used to eating it," I replied although my words didn’t even sound convincing to myself.

He probably had no idea how much I was itching to eat everything that was fried and crunchy. All of those unhealthy and oily fried food was what I was secretly craving for. Maybe what I was experiencing was the cravings of the baby and I am void of any fault.

"Here, eat…" Hayden instructed as he thrusted a spoonful of food towards my face.

"It’s ok, Hayden. I can eat by myself," I refused politely.

"It’s partly my fault that you’re stuck eating crappy food so the least that I can do for you is feed you. Now, open up…" Hayden replied insistently.

What kind of logic was that?

"Umm…" I murmured while I hesitated.

"The least that I can do is feed you, right? So, open up, Malissa," Hayden said with a teasing smile.

Despite his teasing, I could feel that he truly sympathized with . Plus, it didn’t feel so bad to have him pamper

once in a while. After getting over my slight shyness, I opened my mouth to let him feed . After the first spoonful of food disappeared into my mouth, countless others followed. Hayden smiled sweetly at

all the while his hand fed

more and more food.

In the end, I ended up eating all the food that was prepared for

to Hayden’s utmost satisfaction. Agreeing to have him feed

was an error on my part. Once he started feeding , he refused to stop and I was forced to go along with it until he seed satisfied that I had eaten enough, which was basically until I had finished up all the food.

"Good girl. Let’s hope that the food tastes better for the next al…" Hayden said before he grinned at .

"I miss normal food…" I mumbled.

"You an that you miss unhealthy food, right?" he said knowingly.

"Not really…" I muttered in denial.

Hayden just laughed a little at . It was still surprising to

how his mood had beco more pleasant and mild since we found out that I was pregnant. After getting over my initial struggle to get used to his change in temperant, I enjoyed my ti with him imnsely. Hayden paid a lot of attention to my pregnancy and the fact that he was a doctor helped to reassure .

He took our visits to the hospital to see Sara for check ups very seriously. Thankfully, every checkup went by smoothly without any issues. Our baby was heathy and growing at just the right pace.

"Does doing this really help you bond with the baby?" I asked in wonder.

Hayden had developed a habit of pressing the side of his face and his ear against my belly. It started from when my tummy was still pretty much flat. At that point, I doubt that he could hear anything or feel anything except for my own tummy rumbling randomly. He probably knew that as well, but he was still determined about being close to the baby.

"Of course, it does…" Hayden replied without hesitation.

"Is that your personal belief or is that scientific?" I asked, although I guess I sort of knew the answer.

"Shhh…" Hayden hushed

up.

I wasn’t sure if during such an early stage of pregnancy our baby could even feel of acknowledge our presence; however, having Hayden close to

did make

feel better. Even if we couldn’t connect much with our baby just yet, we surely connected with each other more this way. I ran my fingers through Hayden’s soft blond hair as I enjoyed his presence close to .

As my pregnancy progressed and my belly swelled up more and more each day, things beca more challenging for

to work and move around like before. That was when I truly started to appreciate having Hayden with

all the ti. Just getting up from where I was seated required an effort and my back pain was no joke especially when it ca to the end of the day.

"Did you feel that?" I asked before I smiled at him.

Our baby was definitely an energetic little one. I could feel and see so movents of the baby inside of my belly. It wasn’t unusual for bumps to form on the surface of my belly when the baby moved by kicking or elbowing.

"Definitely. That was such a strong kick…" Hayden replied with his hands pressed against my large belly.

It wouldn’t be much longer now before we could hold our little one in our arms. I had never felt this excited in my life about anything before. The smile on Hayden’s face and the gleam in his blue eyes told

that he also shared my excitent.

--To be continued...

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