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A Love Restore 163

Ginexia POV

A few months have passed since Julian got to know I’m pregnant. I’m sixteen weeks pregnant, today. I’m living with Nico, now. Besides my job at the tattoo shop, I also got a job waitressing at a small cafe. I want to save as much as I can while I can still work two jobs, before the baby comes

Nico is being very nice to me. He goes to all my doctors appointments with me, and is almost overbearingly protective of me. He doesn’t let me do anything around the house. He drives me to and from work every day, even though it is absolutely unnecessary. We ve gone so close over this time, and I hate myself for ever putting Julian before Nico, when Nico has aheays put me first, even before himself.

Today is his birthday. I’m off work, so I’m baking him a cake. When he gets back, we’ll go to his parents for dinner. Nico is not big on birthdays, he’s never been, so 1 don’t push it. We just cut a cake, and eat with his parents. It’s pretty nice

Nico loves lemon. I’ve never made lemon cake. I’ve actually never made cake before. I always just buy one, and that’s that. But I want to do something nice for him this time. This just feels like the bare minimum. I couldn’t really get him a planned gift this time. Life’s been so hectic and I’ve been really stressed. I bought him a cute button down, and socks with SpongeBob on them. He has a thing for funky socks. Last night he was wearing socks with a huge bear on them, and ears coming out of the ends. Its so cute, he’s like a little kid.

Once my cake is in the oven, I start on the king. After a few minutes, not getting ready–made whipped cream. It turns out pretty okay, and 1 ice the cake, then write a small Happy Birthday Nicu on it with some jelly because I couldn’t figure out what else to do it with. It looks pretty decent. Its a little lopsided and the icing isn’t very neat and my handwriting is mostly indiscemible, but well, let’s hope it tastes good at the least. Nu would have made a great cake.

I had planned to get dressed for dinner bellore Nico got back, but then I hear the door unlock. “Hey, I’m home. You ready?

I emerge out of the kitchen. “I’ll be ready in ten.”

Nico shrugs. “I’m gonna take a shower. Take your time.” He starts toward his room, but then he goes further, toward the kitchen.

Shit. Maybe I don’t need to show him the cake. I can just buy one. There’s still time.

“Don’t go into the kitchen” I yell. Nico turns around slowly “Why?”

“Lum – *

He raises both eyebrows

I was making a smoothie but I forgot to put on the lid on the mixer and now it’s all a mess” lie,

“You don’t make smoothies. He comments, then continues inside. I follow after him. Nico spots the cake on the counter. I wait for him to laugh. He

turns around.

“You made me a cake. His lips slowly turn up into a smile, his eyes lit up.

“It’s not any good.” I mumble.

*Did you taste it?”

I shake my head.

Then you don’t know if its any good or not.

Ishrug “I don’t know.”

Now, he laughs “Go get dressed.” He pats my head, “We’ll cut the cake before we leave.”

I nod, and slowly go to my room, my heart racing. I hope he likes it. I’m so nervous,

I put on a modest skirt and top, and put on some light make–up. I go to the kitchen and place the kitchen on the dining table, then putting on candles. Nico walks in right then.

“It looks good, Ginny.” He says. “I can’t wait to eat it,”

He’s wearing the shirt I gave him. He looks very cute.

“You look nice.” I tell him.

We cut the cake. Non doesn’t hate it. He even takes a second slice. He wants to take it to his mom so she can taste it, but I think it’s a bit dry. Besides, Im sure Bethany baked a cake, too.

When we get to his parents place, Bethany greets me with a huge hug and and kisses on my check-

“You’re glowing” She tells me. Is it the pregnant glow”

I blush. I’m not glowing. Most days, I am exhausted beyond redemption. I have dark circles. And the morning sickness is driving me nuts. But Bethany is

“Thank you” I say. Thope sa

Nico and I sit down in the living room with Consigliere and Bethany, Gifts are exchanged, and Emilio and Nico start talking about sports. I would talk to Bethany, but she is around. Bored, I stand up to go to the kitchen to talk to her, and help her a bit.

“Nothing” I whisper. Inge drift between the two of us. “I’m just going to see your mor

mom.”

“Do you need something

get you something to drink, if you want. Or are you hungry? Do you feel sick?

I shake my head. “T-

Emilio cuts me off. “The kid is fine, son. She can walk to the kitchen on her own. Relax”

He looks at his father, “She threw up in the noming

Emilio shrugs. “Your mother would throw up the entire day. You tumed our fine.”

God, this was embarrassing. Just two men tindomly discussing my poking habits

I smile at Emilio and start toward the kischen Bethany is icing a cake while Carla, their housekeeper cooks something. They are giggling as they work.

When Carla spots me, she grins. Lock, Nicolas la here. She exclaims. Rushing to me, she examines my belly. My baby hump is barely visible right now.

“Are you eating well, Ginevra? Oh, ember when you both were hast kids and would play House. The baby will look just like Nico. I know it.”

1 look back at Bethany, uncomfortable. So, I guess Carta did

“Leave the poor girl alone, Carla.” Bethany says. She backs oft. “Alright. But Gloevra, before you leave, remind me to make you a tonic I used to drink

when I was

pregnant. It strengthens your hooha.”

“Um, okay.” I nod

Bethany’s cake looks really nice. I taste some icing from the bowl Its so delicious. Mine had been a little grainy.

“That looks great, Bethany.” I told her

She smiles. “Thank you. Nico loves this cake.”

I smile. “Is it lemon?”

She nods. “How have you been, then?”

“Okay, I guess,”

“I have no experience of being pregnant. But Isabelle will be here soon, I’m sure shell help you out,”

Don and Donna are coming?

Bethany must have

seen the worried look on my face, because she smiles sympathetically, Dante won’t be here.”