Sophie’s POV
Sophie’s POV
Dom’s hands were grazing my very pregnant belly as we were hosting another get-together with some of our more casual friendships.
I was standing with my back to his front, his arms draped around me, hands practically holding my stomach like he was holding our baby up in his hands.
Aria and Maximo were present as was Lorenzo.
Aria and Maximo’s relationship had changed drastically after the Black Widow incident and the ambush on their home.
They weren’t the most lovely dovey type of couple, but you could see the appreciation and respect between them.
Aria had also admitted to the “over-the-top hot sex” once they finally went there.
It happened after the ambush, and it was apparently, “explosive.” I told her not to share more or I might throw up. She had laughed her ass off at me.
Lorenzo was presenting a bit off lately, but no one knew why. Aria and I both were constantly watching him, making sure he was safe.
I knew now that Dom would do anything for me. I finally began to believe in his love for me when I found out I was pregnant.
A month after Dom met with my father, and got his signature to legally take over the clan and its business, I had been sitting on the bed in our room, panicking.
I had been feeling more tired than usual, and my breasts had been unusually sensitive.
I was unsure what to do, but weird as it was, Lorenzo was the one to suggest I could be pregnant.
That about threw me into a spiral. Dom had said he wanted me to have his babies on numerous occasions, but I wasn’t sure if that was just talk or another one of his kinks.
To be fair, the man was insatiable and definitely enjoyed his kinks. Not that I was complaining.
So there I was, sitting on the edge of the king sized bed, trying to figure out how and when to tell Dom. I was in my own head when he came into the room that evening, as I was clutching the positive pregnancy test in my hand. I barely heard him come in.
“Sophie, what's wrong, baby?” I looked up, in a daze, and could see concern in his eyes.
“I uh….uh…..there’s something we…..uh…..need to talk about…..” I was stuttering badly, but I was freaking out that he would tell me to abort this baby.
“Ok, baby. What about?” His voice dropped low, but sounded tense.
I turned and looked away, not sure how to do this, what to say, so I shakily held out the test stick to him.
Silence.
My heartbeat picked up more than it already had. I was about to have a panic attack.
“Is that what I think it is?” His voice was soft, a whisper almost.
I shrugged while still holding it out, not looking at him.
“Look at me, Sophie.” Something in his voice changed. It sounded gentle, loving.
I turned to look at him, a smile creeping across his face.
“You’re finally having my baby?”
“You’re not mad?”
His eyebrow quirked up. “Why on Earth would I be mad? Haven’t I been telling you this whole time I’ve been wanting to get a baby in you?” He reached out and grabbed my wrists, pulling me to his chest. I looked in his eyes, looking for a lie, but only saw his excitement. He put his hand on my belly.
“One down. Three to go.”
I gasped. “What the hell? You want four children?” My eyes were wide and shocked.
“Damn straight, woman. This belly will hold up to three more babies for me. Do you hear me, fiammetta?” Then he smashed his lips to mine, and proceeded to show me how happy he was to become a father.
Needless to say, he practically bragged to Maximo and Lorenzo that he got me pregnant.
I heard Dom’s voice in my ear, bringing me back to the present. “Where did you go, fiammetta?”
“Just remembering when we first found out about our little one.” His large hands gently rubbed my belly, getting a kick in response.
“Second best day of my life,” his voice tickled my earlobe. I giggled and squirmed against him.
“What was the first best day?” I tilted my head to look up at him.
“When you told me you loved me.” Then he kissed me softly.
And I had to admit, that had been a great day!