Aniyah’s POV
I was having so much fun shopping with Jameson, he insisted on buying all of the outfits that I liked from Thomas, who had literally squealed with excitement at the bad boy’s reaction to the black dress he had forced me to try on.
We’d also headed to a lingerie shop, buying some bigger bras and a couple of nursing bras. I had tried to argue but Jameson had pointed out that I could still wear them as normal bras even if I chose not to nurse when the time came.
I hadn’t really given that much thought, more concerned about getting huge, having this boy who was worming his way into my heart, running screaming from my humungous stomach, and the whole pushing a baby out thing.
Thinking, I realised that I did want to try breast feeding, I knew that not everyone manages it but eve
