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Chapter 261\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay,\u201d I said softly. \u201cThank you for carrying the box.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He relaxed slightly. \u201cYou\u2019re welcome.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Thursday evening, we went shopping for the dinner on Saturday. Tristan pushed the cart while I\u00a0<\/p>\n
picked out ingredients.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do kids eat?\u201d I asked, looking at Sarah\u2019s text that said they were bringing the children.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know\u2026\u201d I raised my head towards Tristan who\u2019s eyes are locked on me. \u201cShould we get\u00a0<\/p>\n
normal food? We ate normal food growing up.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe should get what they like and I know I know what. Let\u2019s go\u201d he said going over and picking\u00a0<\/p>\n
what he said was Lily\u2019s and Liam best meal.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And I couldn\u2019t help but love him more that instant, he knew what they love eating.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Our kid would be lucky to have a father like him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We also picked up sparkling cider so I\u2019d have something to drink that looked festive. Tristan was\u00a0<\/p>\n
thinking of everything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That night, as we were getting ready for bed, I felt nauseous for the first time. I made it to the\u00a0<\/p>\n
bathroom just in time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan was right there, holding my hair back and rubbing my back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMorning sickness,\u201d he said when I\u2019d finished. \u201cThough I guess it can happen at night too.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is awful,\u201d I groaned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t like this the last time. Though Daxon didn\u2019t let the baby live up to this moment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know, baby,\u201d he said sympathetically. \u201cBut it\u2019s normal. It means everything is progressing like\u00a0<\/p>\n
it should.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wanted to argue that nothing about throwing up felt normal, but he had a point.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Friday morning, the nausea hit again. I barely made it out of bed before I was sick.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe we should cancel tomorrow,\u201d Tristan sail, worry etched on his face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I said firmly. \u201cI\u2019ll be fine by tomorrow. This is just morning sickness.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you sure?\u201d he asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sure,\u201d I said. \u201cWe need to tell them, Tristan I can\u2019t keep this secret any longer.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He nodded slowly. \u201cOkay. But if you\u2019re not feeling well tomorrow, we\u2019re rescheduling.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDeal,\u201d I agreed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Friday at work, I spent more time in Tristan\u2019s office than my own. The need was almost completely gone now, replaced by a different kind of need. The need to be close to him, to feel his\u00a0<\/p>\n
presence, to know he was there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re going to give Orion a heart attack if you keep this up,\u201d Tristan said when I showed up for\u00a0<\/p>\n
the third time that afternoon.\u00a0<\/p>\n
11\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019ll survive,\u201d I said, settling onto his lap even though we weren\u2019t doing anything sexual. I just\u00a0<\/p>\n
wanted to be close.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He wrapped his arms around me and we sat like that for a while, his hand resting on my still flat\u00a0<\/p>\n
stomach.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t wait to tell them,\u201d he said quietly. \u201cI want everyone to know you\u2019re carrying my baby.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSoon,\u201d I promised. \u201cVery soon.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Saturday morning, I woke up feeling better than I had all week. No nausea, no overwhelming fatigue. Just normal tiredness and excitement.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We spent the morning cleaning and preparing food. Tristan did most of the heavy work while 1 directed and helped where I could.\u00a0<\/p>\n
time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know they\u2019re not going to care if the house is spotless,\u201d I said as he vacuumed for the third\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cI know,\u201d he said. \u201cBut I want everything to be perfect.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt will be,\u201d I assured him. \u201cIt already is.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
4\u00a0<\/p>\n
By two o\u2019clock, everything was ready. The house looked welcoming, the food smelled delicious,\u00a0<\/p>\n
and I was a bundle of nerves.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat if something goes wrong?\u201d I asked Tristar as we waited. \u201cWhat if they\u2019re not happy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He pulled me into his arms. \u201cThey\u2019re going to be thrilled. Orion is going to be an uncle. Sarah\u00a0<\/p>\n
will probably cry happy tears. And Derek will make some sarcastic comment before being genuinely\u00a0<\/p>\n
happy for us.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I laughed despite my nerves. \u201cYou\u2019re probably right.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m definitely right,\u201d he said, kissing the top of my head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The doorbell rang at exactly three o\u2019clock.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cReady?\u201d Tristan asked, taking my hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cReady,\u201d I said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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