Big thanks to ELAiNNE for this poster! It was very sweet of you to make it for me! :)) 

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After finishing up with a phone call from my mom, I left the kitchen and walked into the living room where Kris currently was. “What are you doing?” I asked Kris, watching as he typed away on his laptop.

“Just finishing up some work.” He muttered, eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration. I nodded my head and went to take a seat on the other end of the couch so I wouldn't distract him. I grabbed a couch pillow and hugged it closely, leaning back on the couch and making myself comfortable. Kris looked up from his work and turned to look at me, brow raised. “What are you doing over there?”

"Giving you space to work.” I replied, sinking deeper into the couch. This position is really comfortable, I could fall asleep right now.

“Well I'm done so come here.” He said, reaching out and pulling me by the arm to sit by him. He grabbed my legs and pulled it over his lap, resting one of his hands on my legs while the other was around my waist. “Now that you're pregnant, we need to set some ground rules.”

I sighed and rolled my eyes, hearing that line far too many times since I've known him. “You and your rules.”

“Hey, no complaining. It's all for your safety.” He defended, pulling me closer to his body.

“But you always make up so many rules!” I told. I wrapped my arms around his shoulder and sighed once more. “I don't even know why I bother following them.”

“You don't!” Kris retorted. “You ignore my rules 90% of the time! And when you do follow them, you do it in your own way that drives me mad with apprehension!”

“It's cause they're lame.” I teased with a playful smile. Kris narrowed his eyes at my comment, a mischievous glint passing through his eyes. He placed his hands on my sides and I immediately knew what was coming.

“Ah!...Kris stop!” I ordered through my giggles. 

“No.” He replied while tickling my sides. I withered underneath him with my back on the couch, trying to push Kris away. “Tell me you'll listen to me first.” He told with a wide grin on his face, completely enjoying how helpless I was beneath him.

I struggled a bit more, not wanting to give in. “Okay, okay.” I managed to choke out through my laughter. “I'll listen.” He finally stopped, resting his elbows on either side of me and watched me with a smile as I tried to catch my breath. “Jerk.” I mumbled and lightly slapped his chest.

His grin grew wider as he leaned down to give me a kiss on the lips in reply. He pulled away and lifted me back into my original position. Holding me tight against his body he began listing off his insane rules, “Lets see, no jumping down the stair cases like you did today, actually no jumping around period. No going anywhere alone, more importantly no going anywhere without my knowledge. You must pick up all my calls and reply to all my texts now if you don't want me to go insane.”

“I'll reply if I feel like it.” I interrupted him and told.

Kris narrowed his eyes once more and squeezed my sides making me squeal, silently telling me to listen to him. “Seriously though, answer them okay? So I don't get worried.”

“You'll get worried even if I reply.” I reasoned.

“Yes but a reply would at least soothe me until I see you.” He argued.

“Fine.” I agreed. It was better to agree and give in to him anyway. If not, he would nag like no tomorrow. I swear my parents weren't even as protective as Kris.

“No drinking.” He continued.

“Like I drank a lot before anyway.” I voiced. “Why don't you let me drink when other people are around? You only let me drink when we're alone.”

“Because of the drunk you.” He mumbled, slipping his hand under my shirt and rubbing my bare stomach.

“What am I like drunk? You won't ever tell me.” I asked while slowly running my hand through his hair.

“Because if I tell you, you won't ever drink again.” He replied.

I thought about what he said, “….That isn't bad.”

“No...but I like the