Chapter 39

“We need to go out today, Emma.” Jake wakes me from my nap with a gentle kiss on my mouth. I’m on the couch where I fell asleep with a book. Kissing has made a definite comeback, although Jake never lets it move into a full-on passion. I know it’s because he doesn’t want to escalate things, but he has returned to kissing me softly, tenderly, and sometimes erotically. I’ve managed to gain control of the Demon Bitch appearing in my head, with the kissing at least; she doesn’t pop in there as easily anymore.

“Where?” I stretch out and yawn. This last week I haven’t felt like doing anything or going out; morning sickness and tiredness are currently ruling my life. I guess I’m finally starting to accept the idea of a baby growing inside me; appointments with doctors have been arranged for a week. I’m not exactly jumping around with excitement, but at least I’m not trying to ignore that this child exists anymore. I’m slowly coming to terms with it; whether that acceptance has found