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I completely forget we’re in the middle of a room filled with our family members until I hear clapping and some cat calls. Sophia pulls away and I groan softly before looking up into the faces of the people laughing around us. I hadn’t even realized the music stopped.
“One good thing about everyone knowing about us,” I whisper into Sophia’s ear. “I get to kiss you anytime I want.”
* * *
Eduardo might have apologizedand slightly redeemed himself with his actions. But he’s still an asshole for insisting we’re married in less than four weeks. It’s been hell trying to get everything in place. I’ve also barely gotten to see Sophia. She spends most days making preparations and most nights at her family’s home. We haven’t really been able to speak, which is annoying.
When Elena lets it slip that they’re going for dress fittings, I decide to stop by unannounced. Which does not go over well. A scrap of fabric is thrown at my face by Katerina.
“What are you doing here?” she shouts. “What if you see her dress? It’s bad luck.”
Sophia has a slight smile on her face as she watches me getting chewed out by her sister. My own sister is absolutely no help as well. I roll my eyes.
“I just came by to take Sophia on a coffee date.”
“She’s busy,” is the immediate reply.
My eyes narrow and Katerina stares right back not letting up. Sophia must decide to take pity on me because she get to her feet, moving to stand by my side.
“It’ll just be ten minutes, Kat. There’s a coffee shop two blocks away,” she states, pulling on her jacket.
Katerina looks at us for a second before sighing. “Fine, go.”
“You two have fun,” Elena calls out as I lead Sophia out of the room.
“Your sister’s a porcupine,” I state as we walk down the street. “All prickly and uninviting.”
She slaps my shoulder, “Don’t be mean.”
“That’s not me being mean. I was being sincere. Plus, I like her prickly attitude. Just worried she’ll chop my dick off one day,” I grumble.
Sophia laughs, “Don’t worry, I would never let her do that.”
“That’s not very reassuring, blondie.”
We arrive at the coffee shop and take our seats.
“I want an iced mocha,” Sophia tells me, “Extra syrup and milk.”
“You got it baby,” I say, sliding out of my chair. Then I consider something before sliding back in.
“Is caffeine good for the baby though?” I question.
Sophia places her hand on her palm, smiling at me. “You’re going to be one of those over protective dads that won’t let the women breathe throughout their pregnancy, aren’t you?”
We found out a few days ago that she’s seven weeks along. The doctor confirmed that we had nothing to worry about and then we got a lecture about how best to take care of our baby.
Most days the fact that we’re having a baby doesn’t feel real. And then reality hits me and I’m so fucking terrified I can barely breath.
“Yep, anything wrong with that?” I ask in a serious tone.
She laughs, “No, and with regards to your question, yes I can have caffeine. So go get me a mocha. Please,” she adds, fluttering her eyelashes.
I sigh. There’s probably nothing she can ask me for that I wouldn’t give her and I think she’s starting to figure that out.
I buy us the coffee and retake my seat. We’re only able to talk for a couple of minutes before she gets a text. She checks it and offers me an apologetic smile.
“Let me guess, the porcupine’s calling you back.”
