Chapter twelve

Erica

Rubbing the lotion into Devon's stomach and I thought about holding her for the first time. How her cries would sound. Rather or not she looked like Jennifer or Devon or a perfect mix of them both. I wondered if Jennifer would miraculously regain her memory in time for the baby and if I had a chance to stay with Devon or be a part of the baby's life.

After the thoughts dwindled down, I realized I had finished rubbing her down with the lotion. I looked up to see she was sound asleep. I smile lightly at how peaceful she looked asleep and tuck a stray curly from her face. She let out a content sigh and I gingerly dress her in one of my loose tanks that fit her perfectly with her fuller breasts and plump baby bump. I also helped her into a pair of my loose shorts that had an elastic band at the waist that I could care less if her baby bump stretched out.

I dress in similar clothing and lay next to her. I gently rub her stomach and she lets out a sleepy sigh, rolling to lay on my che