He pressed his thumb against my lips. “Do you really want to know? Or do you still want to keep the pretty illusion?”
“Is it really that bad?”
He shrugged. “Depends on who you ask.”
I pulled away so his hand was no longer touching me. His hand hovered in the space between us.
“I’m asking you.”
“It could be worse.”
Which wasn’t an answer.
“We have the doctor’s appointment tomorrow,” he said suddenly, clearly to distract me.
I could have fought him.
Demanded that he tell me exactly what my future husband did.
I nodded instead. “Who’s taking me?”
I didn’t have my car with me. I didn’t know the dynamic of what this relationship would be like.
“I am,” he answered, surprising me.
“You are?”
He smiled slightly, and I almost felt myself relaxing a little into him. “Yes. Is that such a surprise,mi cariño?”
“I imagine you would be pretty busy.”
“Not too busy for you or our child.”
I nodded.
We should probably talk more. There were so many things going on that I didn’t know, leaving me at a disadvantage.
Unlike Gabriel, I was the only one going into this blind.
And it felt like I was just sitting there, waiting for him.
But I…
I had just woken up, and though I wasn’t sleepy, I was exhausted.
I didn’t say anything else.
I didn’t know where my energy or motivation had gone.
I didn’t know where my self-preservation went when I found myself snuggling back into his chest, counting his heartbeats.
How human.
* * *
I spentthe entire day yesterday by myself.
I had probably stayed snuggled with him for an hour, at least, before he gently peeled me off him and dressed for his day.