Chapter 19. Message

I wipe my mouth with the hand towel I have next to me. I push the mat out of the way and lay down, letting my face touch the cold tile. Shit, this is the worst. I mean, it’s bad enough that it’s morning sickness, but the fact that I get it any time other than morning makes this worse.

Sparks erupt on my lower back, and I can’t help the smile that grows on my face. The toilet is flushed, and I feel his warmth behind me. “You know, if anyone were to come in here, they would think we were crazy to be lying on the bathroom floor like this.” I chuckle.

“Us being here is all your fault.” Mark scoffs.

“How do you figure that?” I turn so I’m lying on my back. I look up at my handsome mate.

“You put me in this position. One can’t get pregnant on their own.” Mark leans down and presses his lips to mine.

“I don’t remember you complaining when we were creating this little bean. As a matter of fact, I clearly remember what you said….. "oh