#98 [Roman Reigns]
Using the key fob, you unlocked the doors to your silver SUV, walking up to the back driver’s side. Swinging open the door, you placed the bags from the grocery store on the floor, securing them in place with your purse so they didn’t shift.
It was just over a week prior to Easter, which meant the store hadn’t been overrun and chaotic, thankfully. At five months pregnant, a packed store was one of the last things you wanted to deal with currently. However, it had been a bit barren in some sections, leaving you with not all of the items you’d wanted.
The drive back to the house you shared with Roman was easy enough. He had fought you tooth and nail about going shopping by yourself, but you’d won in the end. While you appreciated his protectiveness, and found his concern for your unborn baby endearing, you also knew your limits and still needed to live your life.
Making him stay home also gave him time alone with his daughter, your step-daughter for all intents and purposes. You knew he appreciated that.
After pulling in to the garage, you shut off the vehicle, and got out to gather your bags. There were only two, along with your purse, so you managed easily to get into the house, straight in to the kitchen. Roman wandered in after a moment, apparently having heard you.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were home? I would have gotten that stuff,” he stated, as you set your items on the counter.