Victoria's p.o.v
Lately I feel like all I do is sleep. I get up and smell food so I go into the kitchen and Lincoln is cooking. His cooking sucks and he burns almost everything, but I will never tell him. Nothing some hot sauce can't fix. I go to the fridge to grab some juice. I have been able to keep more things down now. "Hi" he says and comes over. First he kisses me, then my stomach. "Hey, you remember the other day when we were at the mall and that lady was telling us about the different things to predict the baby's gender?" he asks me and I shake my head. "No, wrong b!tch" I say. I love messing with him. I have been doing this to him lately. If I don't remember something, or just want to be petty, I answer with wrong b!tch. Hey, it's fair game. He did confuse me for my sister, so it
