"Yeah, somethin' like that," he said, glad that she pretty much rolled over that whole conversation. Relieved, he reached out and rubbed her back when she rolled on her side and grinned when she started talking about her chest. "Yeah, they're already swollen baby, but yeah, that's something that I definitely don't mind," he clarified and continued to rub her back until she was flat on it again.
"I kinda like 'em like this," he said, tilting his head and reaching to cup one until she grabbed his hand again as she went through another contraction. "Damn, girl," he said in pain as she squeezed his hand alot harder than before. Slayer strength sucked and he swore his hand was broken this time. When she finished, he took his hand away and looked it over before setting it in his lap.
"You're cut off from hand holdin'," he said and rubbed his sore hand. Sighing, he rolled his eyes, nodding his head as if she she was nagging him, but then he remembered that he never called Xander. "Uh... yeah, I did," he frowned and got up. "I'm gonna go get you some ice chips. I heard that pregnant chicks eat that shit up, so uh, yeah, I'll be back," and with that, he was out the door and calling Xander to get to the hospital.