Emma’s POV…
Andrew is plotting something. I called and he and Zac are “running an errand” but he can’t give me any details. In fact he’s begging me not to ask because he doesn’t want to lie to me.
I’m laying in the bed but can’t sleep. I’m exhausted but I’m a nervous wreck. I keep feeling like Rob is going to bust in here any second. I know he isn’t. I just need Andrew.
I rub my belly slowly and gently. I whisper calming words to myself and my baby. Finally my phone rings and I answer a FaceTime.
“Hey.”
“Hey beautiful.”
“I miss you.”
“I know. I miss you too. How’s our little Watson?”
“He or she is fine. I’m still so tired but now I’m wondering if that’s a symptom of this little bitty baby’s presence.”
He smiles so big. “Show me your little bitty bump.”
I roll onto my back and
