“You’re sick?” he asked concerned as he continued to hold her close. He looked at her confused wishing she would have told him and he could have brought her something to make her feel better. His expression then changed lovingly as he watched her open her present and smile. He immediately returned the look and kissed her cheek. ”You like them then?” he asked happily. Being with her again after what felt like ages felt perfect and natural and he made a pact to himself then and there it would not happen again, because without her there was an empty feeling inside that could not be filled. ”I missed you so much Abbs” he whispered gently in her ear pulling her body close to his by his arms around her waist. He kissed her on the lips, something he hadn’t done in ages and sighed happily smiling through the kiss. ”I’m never leaving again” he smirked “You are my everything” he stated simply picking up her face gently by the chin.
Nodding slightly at Steve’s words, Abigail pointed down to her stomach, her tongue dragging over her lips. “Course I’m sick, silly…” she sighed quietly. Abby still had mixed emotions about this pregnancy; it didn’t matter how excited Steve was, it didn’t matter how cute this baby would turn out because it was his, it was the fact that she wasn’t ready for it, and that she knew it. She knew that no matter what she did, nothing would ready her for a baby, nothing would provide enough financial aid to support her baby, plus she’d have to quit her job at around three months when she would begin showing, because she was not dancing on stage while her baby was at the stage that it could end up dying because of any random occurrence. Besides that, after her baby was born she’d have to take a yearlong leave of maternity to take care of her newborn, and there was no way that Steve’s income was going to be able to pay for their child. Of course, all of these worries stayed clear of her facial expression, rested only in her head and Steve’s words broke this thought process.
“Course I do,” Abby said sweetly, “they’re from you. Anything from you I like, I wish you wouldn’t spoil me though.” She reached up to pat his cheek, a grin playing at the corners of her mouth. Being away from Steve for just a little while had felt like an eternity for the tiny blonde girl, things just weren’t right when he wasn’t there, because he was always supposed to be there. Feeling his arms tighten around her waist, Abby had to smile and she curled into him again, once more tying her arms around his neck and pulling herself close to him. Returning his kiss, Abby sighed contently after letting her head rest against his shoulder and keeping her eyes shut, she could fall asleep there with him, he was warm and he felt like home. “Please refrain, I enjoy you and everything you are.” She touched a few tiny kisses against his neck, humming quietly. “”And I’d just like to say I thank God that you’re here with me. And I know you too well to say that you’re perfect, but you’ll see, oh my sweet love, you’re perfect for me.” Her voice was a soft whisper as she sang the soft melody of ‘You’re Perfect For Me’ by Ron Pope into his ears. “Even after all this time, nothing else I ever find in this whole wide world can shake me like you do. It’s true that something so sublime that there aren’t words yet to describe the beauty of this life I’ve made with you.”
Steve hugged her close as she kissed his neck and whispered words against it. He listened carefully as she sang to him in his ear and he smiled deeply touched by her words and actions. ”I love you” he whispered into her blond curls pressing his lips to the top of her head. ”I’ll never leave again I promise” he said looking down at her and lifting her chin up gently so she was looking at him. She was so close her stomach, only slightly harder than before was pressed against his body and he looked right into her eyes. ”You’re mine forever I promise and I’ll be behind you no matter what you do what you choose, what you want, who or what you love. I’ll just be here watching you and supporting you ready to catch you if you ever happen to fall. I promise I won’t be upset whatever happens with this baby, I just want you to be happy” he said finally concluding. ”On a lighter note, I love spoiling you” he smiled at her pressing a peck to her lips and walking to his room to get the balloons he also got her and laughed knowing he went overboard.
He then grabbed her hand and led her to the kitchen. ”So I cooked on Valentine’s day, but I had to work” he frowned. ”I know timing sucked, but would you do me the honor of dining with me tonight” he asked in a funny British accent.