Chapter 63

Caelum is downstairs, focusing on his phone when I enter the room. He doesn't acknowledge my existence despite hearing the click of my slippers with my every step. “Breakfast is in the kitchen,” he lets out, his gaze unmoving from the phone.

I huff, partially mad he's not giving me any attention. I settle on the armrest of the sofa next to him, the dress inching up when I do. “I am not hungry.”

“I didn't ask.” he instantly shoots back.

“You can't force food down my throat, I'm going to puke.” I argue, my arms crossing over my chest.

“Why?” he looks up, “Are you pregnant?”

My eyes widen, words caught in my throat as I stare wide eyed at him. He grins, watching the brief second of panic I felt at his question. My tongue slides over my lips and I scowl, sternly eyeing him. “First your wife wants me pregnant, now you? Is that a couple thing? Pregnancy kink perhaps?”

“Oh, Aurora.” he laughs, “I wouldn't knock you up on accident, what makes you think I will pu