The Best Friend's Contract novel Chapter 102

''I'm not busy. We can talk,'' He replies.

Just like that, he starts to take off his glasses and place it on his desk as I make my way inside his office and straight towards him—my body slightly nervous with this current situation as he starts to eye me up and down, trying to find the flaw somewhere. The words 'we need to talk' or 'I want to talk' or 'we have to talk' are quite scary if the person means a lot.

''What's wrong, Kenna? Did I do something wrong? Is there anything wrong with us that I did not realise?'' He asks, his brows frowning in confusion before standing up, standing in front of me as he starts to reach out for my hands. ''Tell me . . . tell me what's wrong,'' He adds.

''I've been doing a lot of thinking about us and about our future. Things will change in the upcoming weeks and I want to know what do you expect from our marriage,'' I reply with my lips slowly curving up into a smile as he continues to stare at me in confusion, his thoughts probably running wild of trying to figure this whole thing out.

I don't simply want to tell him like 'I'm pregnant' and not hear any point of view from him, only to force him into a certain situation where he's forced to be in this with me. We've talked about how babies are cute and children are a blessing to the world and even to the parents, I've seen Aidan treat Ava and Leo—Mia and Tony's boy with care and love. I see how he looks at them with light glistening in his eyes yet I still wonder if he ever want one of his own.

He clears his throat, ''You're asking if I see something in our future?''

''Yeah, sort of. When you think of me and what we have, what do you see? If you look at other people who are also in a relationship, what do you think? Do you get envious? Do you feel like you want to have what they don't have?'' I continue to ask, trying to solve the hints.

With his hands still gripping tightly onto mine, I find him leaning back on his desk before taking a seat, pulling me closer towards him as I stand in between his legs. ''When I look at you, I see the woman that I love. My best friend, my wife and my lover—you're the one that completes me in every single way that I lack . . . when I look at other people in a relationship, I think that I have more than what they have which answers to your other questions.'' He replies, his eyes looking deeply into mine as if he's trying to ensure me.

''I don't understand, Kenna. What is it that's in your mind?'' He raises an eyebrow, taking one of my hand and place it on his chest near his heart.

Without even thinking, I place his the palm of his hand on my flat stomach which causes his frown to grow as he looks down at my stomach and up to my face but everything crushes down as soon as I realise that he doesn't seem to understand a single thing. ''Do you have a stomach ache? Are you on your period?'' The next couple of questions that has escaped his lips, ends up making me laugh.