"Good morning," Alexander greeted from the doorway of the kitchen.
"Morning," I greeted without looking up from the bowl of beaten eggs in my hands, "did you sleep well?" He asked and sat down on a kitchen stool by the island, "mm-hm," I hummed in response and looked over at the stove to see if the oil had heated up.
This is the truth, I actually did sleep well last night. I mean sure, I was angry at him and whatnot but I wasn't going to let that affect my sleep now was I? I think not.
He was quiet for a while, his stormy grey orbs watching each and every single one of my moves; from pouring the eggs into the pan to flipping them to putting it on a plate when it was ready.
My insides were twisting and turning under his scrutinizing gaze but I wasn't going to let him know it affected me- not even one bit!
"Do you need a ride to work?" He spoke up when I was cutting up tomatoes, "no," my answer was short, curt and best of all; unemotional. I heard him sigh before he stood up and left but not before muttering a small 'good-bye' under his breath.
Am I being unreasonable by being mad at him? Maybe. Do I care? Oh hell no..
It'd been a whole two weeks since that night and our conversations- well they weren't really conversations... but moving on.. during the weekdays he would say 'good morning' and I'd reply with a 'morning' then he'd ask if I needed a ride and my answer would always be the same: no.
Audrey had stuck to her word and replaced the furniture in his study- it didn't look exactly the same but she told him she'd given it to him as a birthday present. It was smart not gonna lie..
Since we didn't have a housekeep anymore, I would always come home before him, cook dinner, leave his in the oven and would often be asleep before he came back- or at least I'd pretend to be asleep so I don't have to talk to him.
Today's the day I've been dreading.. doctor's appointment.
"Hi Charlotte," I greeted with a smile, "Amelia, hi!" She greeted back, her voice filled with excitement, for what? I don't know..
"Did you need something?"
"Yes actually," I looked over at Alexander's office door, "is he in?" I asked and looked back at her, "no, he went for a meeting but will be back soon, do you mind waiting in his office? It's open," she suggested.
"I still have work now," I lied, "but can you please tell him to meet me at this address," I pulled out a pen and notebook from my bag and scribbled down the hospital name and Delilah's name, "at three o'clock?" I teared the paper out of the notebook and handed it to her.
"Sure.." she took it from my hand and looked at it skeptically, "are you sure you don't want to wait? Because his meeting is ending in-"
"Bye Charlotte!"
"I- oh.. umm.. okay bye..?"
***
"Four months."
"What?" Scarlett immediately looked up at my face and away from my stomach, "It's what you wanted to ask, right?" I leaned back in my seat and crossed my legs, "I'm four months pregnant," I clarified.
"Oh- I.. I'm so sorry-"
"Don't be, it's okay," I smiled and closed my laptop shut, "in fact, if you do have anymore questions, ask away."
"Really?" I nodded, "okay umm.. when will you get the baby's gender?" She asked, seeming genuinely interested.
"Right now actually," I looked up at the clock and it read 2:23, "wha- but you're not even showing!" Oh but I am..
"I am," I stood up and started packing away all my things since I wasn't planning on coming back to work, "you just can't see it because it's still a little bump," I explained and finished packing away the rest of my things.
"Oh, well.. okay. I have another question-"
"Scarlett you know I love you, but I have got to go or else I'm gonna be late, bye!"
"But-"
"Bye Charlotte," I grabbed my bag and made my way out of my office, "see you tomorrow?" she yelled.
"Tomorrow's Saturday!" I yelled back and made a bee-line to the elevator.
You have got to be kidding me...
"Get in the car, Amelia."
"No thank you," I tried to sidestep Alexander but he was unfortunately bigger and faster than me, "get in," he seethed and looked down at me, straight in the eye.
Now that I think about it, this is the first time in two weeks I've actually looked at him- in the face I mean. He had a light stubble- small but boy did it make him look ten times hotter.. He also had dark dark bags under his eyes, "have you been sleeping?" I wanted to ask but decided against it.
"Thanks for the offer but-"
"I wasn't asking."
"I-" he glared down at me, daring me to say something remotely stupid- I think I might have even peed a little.. "fine," I muttered and climbed into the car.
The drive to the hospital was quiet, not even the radio was on so you could imagine how awkward the was..
"Hi- oh.." Delilah's smile wiped right off her face when she saw I wasn't alone but quickly regained her composure before going on, "afternoon Mr Knight," he gave a slight nod in response, "hi Amelia, how are we feeling today?" She smiled and started setting up the ultrasound machine.
"Good, how are you?" I reciprocated the smile and took off my shoes, putting my feet up, I lied back and pulled up my shirt, presenting my not so small- but not so big either stomach, though it was ore on the smaller side.
"This is going to feel a bit cold.." I sucked in a breath when she put the cold on my stomach, "everything seems okay..." she trailed off after a few minutes of moving the wand around my stomach, all the while Alexander's quietly observing from the corner.
"Alright," she she put the wand down and snapped off her gloves, "would you like to know the gender?" I nodded yes, not bothering to see Alexander's answer- I could give a rat's ass about it anyway..
"Okay then, you're having a..."
***
"We need to talk," Alexander's voice was calm but stern at the same time, "okay, what do you want to talk about?" I let go of the door handle and looked down at feet, steering clear of having to look at him.
"Nothing happened between us that night," when I didn't say anything, he continued, "we'd gone back to her house and talked. That's it. Nothing more." We stayed quiet for a while, "what was so important you had to go to her house?" I asked in almost a whisper, afraid that if I speak up my voice would break.
When he didn't answer, I gave a slight nod and climbed out of the car, not forgetting to grab my bags from the back.
I immediately took off my heels and changed into my fluffy slippers as soon as I got into the house because my feet were killing me. I made my way into the kitchen and gathered ingredients for dinner, it was a little early but the quicker I do this the better.
"You're going to hate me," Alexander startled me.
"You don't know that-"
"Yes I do," he said and in less than five seconds his was standing right in front of me, his masculine scent invading my senses, "no, you don't. You don't get to decipher what I feel-"
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