After a while, he murmured, That was probably your mom, coming to check up on you. So only you can see her.
Melissa had grown independent.
Though she rarely leaned on Marcus, now she felt Like a kid seeking comfort in his arms. Her voice held a hint of innocence. Really? Yep. She pops by to see her kid living the good life, married to a solid guy, Marcus assured.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMelissa wrinkled her nose but smiled. Youve got some nerve saying that.
Why wouldnt I? You were feeling great with me in the apartment earlier, werent you? Blushing, Melissa didnt argue.
They sat quietly for a bit. Elsie seemed to sense Melissas mood and brought her a glass of cranberry juice. Mrs. Fowler, try this.
Not wanting to disappoint Elsie, Melissa took it. The scent appealed to her.
She took a sip but the taste made her stomach churn.
Rushing to the bathroom, she retched. She retched for a long time.
Marcus followed. Lets get you to the hospital. You mightve caught something.
Melissa knew her body well. She shook her head. Maybe she Behind them, Elsie stuttered, Is Mrs. Fowler expecting? Elsie smiled softly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMelissa tensed up a bit while Marcus tilted his head, giving her an intriguing look.
Elsie, accustomed to Albert and Jessies flirtations while she was still working for them, read the room and exited the spacious washroom silently, leaving the couple alone.
Suddenly, the air between them shifted.
During Melissas first pregnancy, Marcus had been absent and was unfamiliar with the whole ordeal.
With a touch of concern, he inquired, How are you feeling now? Still sick? Melissa placed a hand over her chest, shaking her head. Im fine.
Just feeling a bit off, she said. There was a brief silence before she added, Relax, | might not be pregnant. Maybe its just something | ate.
It seemed Melissas sudden yearning for Marcus presence was spurred by an emotional impulse.