"You're pregnant." He said as a huge smile spread across his face.
"W-what?" I breathed out.
Ambrose pressed his ear back to my stomach.
"I can hear it's heartbeat." He told me.
I put my hand on my stomach above his head.
"You can?" I asked as tears filled my eyes.
Ambrose nodded with his ear still pressed to me.
"This makes so much sense." He whispered. "Your emotions, how horny you've been, the appetite, that strange look you get when Tate feeds, all of it." He said.
I frowned. "I don't get a strange look when Tate feeds." I said.
Ambrose chuckled and stood to his feet. He kissed my nose and tied my robe back up. I frowned at him the entire time.
"Baby you do. I think you might be thirsty." He told me as he grabbed my hand and began pulling me out of the bathroom.
"Thirsty?"
