#Chapter 94-Different Sorts of Parents

Derek wants to take me on a fancy, sweet date. Finding a dress to fit into proves to be a true challenge. Eight months and I feel like an elephant. “You look beautiful, Esme.” “So says you,” I groan as he tries to help me zipper up. The dark blue dress is supposed to be floor-length. However, with my stomach out, the dress doesn’t even make it to my ankles. The zipper finally gives, and he kisses my head tenderly. “I will always tell you how beautiful you are.” I snort. “Hush you,” he chuckles. We exit my bedroom to see Bea and Tris waiting for us, Annie and Lily sitting on the couch with them. Bea is the first to see us, her head whipping around to face us. “Wow,” she gushes. Tris nods emphatically. “You’re a princess, Esme!” My hand moves to my heart. “Thank you, honey.” “You look ready to pop,” Annie says with a smirk. “Ha-ha,” I taunt back, sticking my tongue out. “Thank you so much.” “Thank you for watching the girls tonight,” Derek changes t