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“Hey,” I greet him softly.
He squints, a certain angry story line present there. “Morning.” He heads to his office and turns around. “Join me in two seconds.Please.”
After closing the door, I take a seat in one of the chairs facing his caramelized brown desk.
“Did you go to the doctor’s yet?”
“No. I’m going for blood work tomorrow morning.” I called my doctor’s office before Damon showed up.
“We made a baby.”
He speaks in awe rather than the fear that emanated from his eyes when I shared the news. If only he would’ve had thatreaction then. Not that I gave him much time to wrap his head around it either.
“I knew your tits felt different.”
I let out a small laugh. “Sure did.”
“Gemma.” His eyes are pleading, and I shake my head, standing up as he saunters around his desk, right in front of me, grabbing my hands in his.
“We talked about this.”
“So now we can’t talk? I can’t touch you?”
“Damon, that’s how space works. We have to give it to each other, especially since we work together.”
If I don’t push him away and give myself time, he’ll reel me back in, only to stomp all over my heart within the next few months. I can’t worry if the smallest thing will set him off. I can’t have this crippling anxiety that it might be too much for him to experience labor with me.
I even thought about quitting my job—if it would be best.
I don’t want to leave. I love working for Damon. But perhaps I should consider moving to another department or do the master’s program. But I must admit, juggling studies and a baby is not something that appeals to me.
The pain in his eyes makes me want to forgive him. I want to grab his face and kiss him deeply.
Nothing could’ve prepared me for this.
For living in his home, having him look like a ruthless prince in a dashing suit, and not be able to kiss him and touch him and know that he’s mine.
Any minute, his eyes, his mind, and his heart could wander into the hands of another woman. And here I am—determined to give us space.
I leave the safety of his hands over mine, his mouth slightly aghast as I walk out of his office.
After catching up on my emails, I put together an online presentation for a meeting of his tomorrow. As I’m scanning the information, Damon appears in the copy room, placing his hand behind my back.
“Do you have a second?”
I narrow my eyes, skeptical. “You’re actually asking me? Did you borrow manners from someone else since I last saw you?” I tease him.
“Just come.”
He guides me to the boardroom, and a light blush dusts my cheeks as I remember the last time we had sex in here. I lean against the table, waiting for him to speak.
“Did you give the master’s program some thought?”
“Sure. Before I found out I was pregnant.”
He takes a few steps toward me, one hand stroking his jaw, the other in his pocket. “You know money isn’t an issue. If you want to do your master’s ...”
“It’s not my priority. I want to do right by my first child.”
