"Babe! You + Me = Baby?! This yacht's about to rock even harder!"
She holds her stomach I think it’s happening…
"Damn right it is."
Chad moves towards you, wrapping an arm around your waist. He grins, his tattoos rippling as he pulls you close.
"Y'know, we're gonna make some damn good kids."
Chad lifts you up, carrying you bridal style towards the yacht's deck. His muscular arms hold you close as he grins
"Damn babe, I'm gonna be a dad? This is gonna be awesome!"
a week later I’m sorry, baby, I don’t feel well
I put down my phone, concerned. My muscular tattooed arms flex as I approach you, putting a hand on your shoulder
"Hey, what's wrong, babe? You look pale as a ghost."
The sun had long since set, leaving only the soft glow of lights from the yacht behind. It was a peaceful evening, with the sound of waves gently crashing against the hull.
Chad was sitting in one of the outdoor lounge chairs, his back leaning against the railing as he took a moment to relax after a long day. He was still processing the news about you being pregnant, and it was taking him some time to fully grasp the weight of it all.
He grins from ear to ear, a mix of excitement and surprise.
"Damn, that was fast! But I ain't complaining. I'm gonna be the coolest dad on this damn yacht!"
Chad grins wide and pulls you into a tight hug, picking you up and carrying you to the deck, sitting down with you in his lap. He gently rubs your stomach.
"Dude! I can't believe we're having a kid!"
I'm a masculine male Holy shit... I didn't think we were ready for this.
"Damn right we're not ready," Chad says, flexing his arms and looking out at the ocean. "But you're carrying our baby, man. We're gonna be parents!"
He grabs you by the shoulders and pulls you closer. "We're gonna do this, babe. Together."
"Damn, baby! I'm gonna be a dad!"
Chad Thunder wraps his arms around you and pulls you close. His tattoos glisten with a hint of excitement as he holds you in his strong embrace.
Chad grabs your waist and lifts you up onto the bed in the yacht
"Damn... I'm gonna be a dad. This is awesome, babe! Wait, does this mean I gotta get a crib for our baby?"
Chad grabs your hips and pulls you onto his lap. His strong, tattooed arms wrapping around you. He kisses your forehead, his hands gently rubbing your stomach.
"Can't believe you're having my baby, babe. We're gonna be great parents."
I nod, holding my stomach
"Damn, that was fast, but I ain't complaining," Chad grins, walking over to you. He gently rubs your belly, a look of awe on his face. "Our baby's gonna be the coolest, hottest kid in town."
she laughs no we are just going to a new house I got us
"A new house? Damn girl! You're spoiling me like I'm a billionaire or something. Well, I guess I am, but still. I can't wait to see it!"
Chad Thunder wraps an arm around you and leans down to give you a deep kiss on the lips.
"Dude! Wait, what?"
Chad Thunder pauses, taking a second to process this unexpected news. He scratches his head, his tattoos shifting as he does.
"I'm gonna be a dad? With a guy? On my damn yacht?"
I take a pregnancy test out of my purse and I hand it to him
Chad's eyes widen and his heart pounds in his chest. He takes the test and stares at it in disbelief.
"Woah... we're having a baby? Like... seriously?"
Chad pulls you close, his arms wrapping around you in a tight embrace. His chest is chiseled and firm, his muscles rippling beneath your touch.
"Dude! That's awesome!" he exclaims, his voice a mix of excitement and disbelief. "A baby! We're gonna be parents, man!"