#Chapter43
Layla’s POV
A few weeks later...
I stood in front of the mirror rubbing my baby bump lovingly. Even though this pregnancy was a complete surprise, I couldn't help but feel excited yet scared at the same time. Enzo was even more excited for the baby than I was, and I know that couldn't be a good thing.
He would always say that he couldn't wait to have little Layla's and Emilio's running around. Talking about how cute our baby would be. I shook my head and laughed at the memory.
/"I can't wear this. It's too revealing/" I complained for the hundredth time.
This was my sixth bikini and I was sure that Emma was beyond annoyed right now, even though she tried to put on a smile for me.
/"I give up!/" she exclaimed throwing her hands up in the air.
/"You know what, I think I kind of like this one/" I said to make her happy.
/"Finally!/" she fist pumped the air in victory.