Carrie's POV
"Baby you okay?" Mike asked looking down at me as he carried me up the stairs like a baby. "You don't look too good." Mike said as we walked into our room.
"Thanks I try." I said with a small laugh, as he laid me on the bed.
"That's not what I meant you know that." He replied giving me a look as he laid beside me. "You just look different." He explained tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.
"I don't have any foundation on." I said with a sigh.
"Are you sire that's it? Your not acting like yourself." Mike said putting his hand around my waist.
"Mike I'm fine." I replied turning my back towards him.
"Honey." Mike sighed putting his arm around me. "Talk to me please...what is it?" He asked again softly kissing my cheek.
"Nothing." I replied as he pulled me into his arms.
"Talk to me." He whispered in my ear sweetly before kissing my cheek again. "You had on foundation didn't you?" Mike asked as I turned back around to face him. "You were crying on the way home?" He asked looking concerned, and I just nodded my head softly.
"I just feel bad." I confessed looking up at him. "I don't like it when we fuss." I said as he kissed my forehead.
"I don't either, but it happens sometimes, its okay." Mike said pulling me closer to him. "I love you." He whispered before kissing me. It was weird it wasn't like normal, it didn't seem special. "What?" Mike asked as we pulled away, noticing that I was confused.
"Why wasn't it like normal?" I said looking up at him seriously.
"I didn't think you were in the mood." He confessed with a small sigh.
"Mike..." I said before kissing him passionately. "I'm not in the mood for that." I said pulling away when he pulled me on top of him.
"That's why I wasn't going to actually kiss you." Mike said with a sigh as I stood up.
"We can't kiss with you doing something like that?" I asked giving him a look as I walked into the bathroom.
"Do you not take that as a complement?" Mike laughed as he smacked my butt. I sighed rolling my eyes as I felt myself getting angry. "Baby what's wrong?" Mike asked wrapping his arms around me in a warm hug.
"I'm just really tired of that." I confessed looking up at him.
"I'm sorry." Mike apologized hugging me tighter. "Promise your okay?" He asked looking at me seriously. "You seem a little jumpy." Mike said putting his hands around my waist.
"I don't feel too great." I confessed looking into his eyes. "I just don't feel normal." I sighed as he hugged me.
"Come on, let's just lay down, you'll feel better probably if you just get some sleep." Mike said leading me back into the room.
Mike fell asleep before I did so I called Ivey. "Hey what are you doing?" She said as I walked out of L the room.
"Nothing really." I replied with a sigh as I walked down the stairs. "I don't feel too great." I confessed as I sat on the couch.
Ivey and I talked a little longer, then I didn't feel good so I hung up. I knew exactaly what it was when I started to get sick. I tried to be as quiet as I could in the downstairs bathroom because I really didn't want Mike to hear me, and think I was pregnant.
I had a good feeling that I was pregnant. It seemed I was but I couldn't be. There's one in a million chance, there's absolutely no way. I laughed at my thought as I walked out of the bathroom.
"Where you getting sick? I heard you coughing." Mike said as he walked in the living room.
"No I'm good, just got a little choked up." I replied as he put his arm around me.
