"I think it would be fine, just wear your sweatshirt if you're self conscious."
"It's not that. Pregnancy usually occurs with women." Ryne explained.
"I know," she says, changing shirts. "It'll be mainstream if Dr. Anderson and I's research keeps going at this rate."
Ryne nodded. "Still. I'm still not sure." He said as he rubbed his belly.
(What if Amanda and Ryne go to Amanda's planet?)
Sure, he should suggest it)
"What if we go to your planet?" Ryne suggested.
Amanda is taken aback. "I don't know..."
"We can move to a quiet countryside and live in a big house. We won't have to worry about anything." Ryne explained.
"I told you, my planet isnt peaceful.... it's war-torn." She hangs her head sadly.
"Is there another planet we could go to?" Ryne asked.
"We can go, but you won't want to stay. Just a quick visit; it'd be nice to see if my parents are alright."
Ryne nodded. "It'll be okay. I promise you."
"Ok, pack enough for a weekend. Get someone to come watch the babies; I'm not taking them into this."
Ryne nodded as he kissed Amanda. "It'll be okay. I know it."
"Get ready; we're heading out at midnight."
Ryne smiled as he pressed his belly to Amanda. "We need to do one thing first." He said seductively.
"We do?" she asks, kissing him.
Ryne smiled as he pressed his belly against Amanda. "You made your poor husband pregnant. I think you owe me one."
"You wanted it," she giggles, taking off his shirt.
Ryne chuckled and smiled as he rubbed his belly against Amanda's stomach.