"Yes, Henry, I remember." I close the door and walk behind him down the hallway. "But that’s only when she’s born."
"But I want to start now," he says, dropping his suitcase in the corner of the living room and sitting down on the couch.
"Look, Henry, I have a lot to do." I watch as he unbuttons his suit and crosses his legs.
"Sorry if I disturbed you," he says, pulling his phone from his pocket and starting to type.
"Yes! You did disturb me," I snap. "We’ll talk about your visits later," I say, turning and heading toward my bedroom. I suddenly remember that I left the bathtub filling up.
"Phew!" I say, relieved when I see that the tub didn’t overflow. "Damn it, Henry!" I murmur to myself.
I strip off my clothes, throw some bath salts in the tub to help me relax, and step into the wa
