"But I like when you're pregnant. You glow," he said, his sides shifting when she tickled him as he grinned. She'd given him a thing for pregnant women surely, and he was already bad about falling in love with a woman's stomach before then. "You know I'll love you no matter what your body looks like. Especially your stomach," he said as he let one hand slip underneath her scrubs to caress her belly.
"As long as you're fine--hey!" he yelped, trying to dodge her tickling.