\u201cDon\u2019t look at me like that,\u201d I said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLike what?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
78%\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLike you\u2019re thinking about doing things to me,\u201d I said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He grinned. \u201cI\u2019m always thinking about doing things to you. But now I know you\u2019re carrying my\u00a0<\/p>\n
baby, which makes you even more attractive somehow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t make sense,\u201d I said, but I was smiling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt doesn\u2019t have to make sense,\u201d he said, his hand moving to rest on my stomach. \u201cIt just is.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
We lay there for a while, his hand on my belly, both of us trying to wrap our heads around the\u00a0<\/p>\n
fact that there was a tiny life growing inside me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you think it\u2019s a boy or a girl?\u201d I asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t care,\u201d he said immediately. \u201cAs long as they\u2019re healthy, I don\u2019t care.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMe too,\u201d I agreed. Then, \u201cBut if you had to guess?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He thought about it. \u201cA girl,\u201d he said. \u201cWith your eyes and your stubbornness.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I laughed. \u201cMy stubbornness?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d he said. \u201cAnd hopefully my patience, because otherwise we\u2019re in trouble.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat if it\u2019s a boy?\u201d I asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen he\u2019ll have your kindness and your strength,\u201d Tristan said. \u201cAnd he\u2019ll be the most loved\u00a0<\/p>\n
little boy in the world.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My throat felt tight, \u201cYou\u2019re really happy about this, aren\u2019t you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMore than I can put into words,\u201d he admitted. know we\u2019re both scared, but Athena, this is\u00a0<\/p>\n
everything I didn\u2019t know I could have again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u104b\u104b\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u0413\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
15:05 Fri, Jan 16\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 258\u00a0<\/p>\n
0\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u0546\u00a0<\/p>\n
78%\u00a0<\/p>\n
I turned to face him fully. \u201cI\u2019m glad it\u2019s with you\u201d I said quietly. \u201cIf I had to do this with anyone,\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019m glad it\u2019s you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He kissed me then, slow and deep, and I felt that familiar need start to build again. His hand\u00a0<\/p>\n
moved from my stomach to my hip, pulling me closer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTristan,\u201d I breathed against his lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know,\u201d he murmured. \u201cI\u2019ve got you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
We made love slowly, carefully, both of us hyper aware of the precious cargo I was carrying. It\u00a0<\/p>\n
was different from the frantic coupling of the past week, more tender and intimate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Afterwards, we lay tangled together, and I felt more at peace than I had in days.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe should probably get ready for work,\u201d he said eventually, though he made no move to get up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFive more minutes,\u201d I mumbled, burrowing closer to him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He chuckled and held me tighter. \u201cFive more minutes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Those five minutes turned into twenty, and by the time we actually got up and started getting\u00a0<\/p>\n
ready, we were running late.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We got ready together, and I noticed Tristan watching me more closely than usual.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOrion is probably wondering what\u2019s going on with us.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I say already feeling bad that I\u2019ll lie to him, and I know Tristan doesn\u2019t like lieing to him too.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I just don\u2019t know how to tell him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe definitely knows something is up,\u201d Tristan agreed. \u201cBut we\u2019ll just tell him you\u2019ve been\u00a0<\/p>\n
feeling under the weather.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich is technically true,\u201d I said trying to make myself feel good.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When I reached for my coffee mug out of habit, he gently took it from my hands.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can\u2019t have caffeine,\u201d he said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
O\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
15.05 FI,\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 258\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat? Why not?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not good for the baby,\u201d he explained. \u201cI read about it once when Jess was pregnant.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wanted to argue, but he looked so earnest that I just nodded. \u201cFine. But I\u2019m going to be\u00a0<\/p>\n
miserable without my morning coffee.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He gently redirected me to the decaf he\u2019d already prepared.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m going to miss real coffee,\u201d I sighed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll make it up to you,\u201d he promised.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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