Bey jumped slightly when she felt a heavy hand on her stomach .
She had no true reason to be jumpy with only special personnel with passes being allowed backstage and more security than the White House guarding her dressing room , but she couldn't help the involuntary contracting of her abdominal muscles as she wrapped a protective hand around the persons wrist to protect her .
"It's just me " Jay spoke up surprised by the tingling in his hand from the strength in his wife's grip .
She was literally hurting him and that wasn't like her , but at least he knew the whole maternal strength thing was true .
He had no doubt that his kids were in good hands .
With that assurance Bey moved her hands and returned to her original task of doing her makeup .
Eyeliner was looking real hell nawish with her lack of patience but she did end up added a bit of charcoal to her eyelid to make her makeup look a bit smokier .
She was going to go with a nude lip and full brows for the show for sure but something was missing .
"How far along do you think you are?" He asked making her focus back in on the fact that he was even there .
Bey shrugged not really paying him much time .
They had both agreed to keep it safe and wait until she was a few more weeks along to even make a doctors appointment.
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A Cup Of Carter
FanfictionA book of Carter based one shots that include real situations , time jumps where the kids are older , teen jayoncé , drama , happiness , and song inspired stories all from my instagram @joy_mechell . Every stour is based of a picture or theme