One month later.
Darrelle's POV
We had just returned from our doctor's appointment and Nia was officially in her second trimester, which made me happy and scared at the same time.
Nia was currently upstairs on a three way call with both our mothers, I heard footsteps and looked up to see Nia walking down stairs, in a pair of my black joggers, one of my white t-shirts and matching black socks her curls falling around her.
I placed her pancakes on the counter facing a stool and my egg sandwich beside it as she sat down.
"How are you feeling?"
"I'm okay." She replied.
"Milk?"
"Grape juice." She replied and I smiled turning my back to her opening the fridge filling two glasses up before putting it back. I turned around completely shocked by the sight before me.
"Are you eating eggs?" I asked as she took another bite of my sandwich.
"I've been craving it." She mumbled cringing and I chuckled moving around the island placing down the glasses before sitting.