The night grew late, and the moon was hidden behind the clouds.
Brandon donned his pajamas and carried Janet to the sofa before changing the sheets.
The indent of his muscles were visible even under the clothes. He turned his head and stared down at Janet, who looked utterly spent and exhausted.
Brandon caressed her cheek lovingly. "You haven't had dinner yet," he said in a gentle voice. "Would you like me to go downstairs and whip something up for you?"
Janet's eyes were already growing heavy. She yawned and clutched at one of the throw pillows around her. "No, thank you. I just wanna sleep..." With a faint smile, Brandon fetched some tissues and diligently wiped her off.
Once he was done with the bed, he gathered her in his arms and placed put her back under the covers.
She was so tired that she almost fell asleep as soon as she hit the mattress. Janet felt Brandon snuggle behind her, and then she heard him ask, "Would you like me to help you take a shower?" She shook her head, her eyes already tightly shut. She didn't want to risk the possibility of dozing off in the bathroom.
Brandon braced himself up on his elbow to look down at her. "Do you like boys, or would you prefer girls?" he asked, his eyes glittering in the dim light of the room.
Janet was barely capable of forming an entire sentence at this point, so she only let out a soft hum.
"I hope it's a girl," he whispered in her ear as he pulled her into a tight embrace. "She'll look just as adorable as you, and I'll spoil her like a princess."
Janet's eyes popped open then. "What if she has the same personality as you?"
What if... their daughter turned out to be an introvert who didn't like to mingle with other people? She might get isolated from society.
A wistful smile appeared on Brandon's face. He pulled her even tighter. "That's not so bad," he said softly. Don't worry. I won't let anyone bully our future daughter."
Janet rolled over and returned his smile. "It doesn't matter. As long as the baby is healthy, I don't care whether it's a boy or a girl."
He pressed an affectionate kiss against her forehead. "I'll do my best to be a good father. I'll make sure our children are happy and content. We will have our own little family very soon."
They would have a warm home with a strong father, a kind mother, and lovely children. It was all that Brandon had always wanted in life.
Feeling a lump in her throat, Janet bit her lower lip and burrowed into the cocoon of his arms.
She wanted to give him that, too.
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