I'm Not That Perfect

"Austin! Autin Paustin!" I called, letting myself into his-our- house one night.
"Who is it?" He teased. When I found him, he was in the kitchen cooking. "Oh. It’s just you."
"You’re an ass." I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck. He was so much taller than me that my head barely went to his chest.
"You didn’t let me finish. Oh, it’s just you, the most perfect girl in the whole wide world." Austin replied, leaning down and kissing me.
"How was your day?" I asked, hopping on the counter beside him.
"I missed you." He said. "And yours?"
"Pretty hard to model when you're thirteen weeks pregnant."
He smiled. "Has he been kicking?"
"Not really. Not since last week." I shrugged. "We need to get an ultrasound."
"Have you called Dr Hepburn?” Austin said.
"I don’t think so." I said. "My memory is shit these days. Ugh, my nails look gross. I need to get them done so bad."
"You’re sexy." He smiled, looking over.
"You’re horny." I grinned. "You don’t waste time, do you, Mr Carlile?"
"I never do." Austin smirked. "I have a late Christmas present for you!"
I raised my eyebrows. “Really now?”
"How would you like to be the new model for Austin Carlile’s line with Neff?" He asked, smiling.
"Really?" I asked, my eyes lighting up. He nodded. "That’s so awesome! I would love to! You’re the best!"
"I think pregnant models are the best models." He shrugged.
"Shut up. I'm calling the doc." I replied, putting my phone on speaker and connecting with his secretary.
"We're all booked up really, but Dr Hepburn does love you. I'll fit you in Friday at nine." She said.
"Cool. Thanks!" I said, hanging up.
Austin was laughing his ass off. "Your gynecologist loves you? What the hell, Ave?"
"He's a family friend, idiot." I rolled my eyes. "Three days until we see our baby."

Notes

There's only one chapter left. I went on a holiday this weekend and I had a bril idea for the ending. However, I am doing a sequel. Cool? leave feedback pls