The next morning I set my alarm to make sure I was up and ready before Dominic. Since he had set up a rollaway for himself in another room I was hoping that I had correctly guessed what time he would be leaving. When he walked into the living room I was sitting on the couch waiting for him.
“What are you doing up so early? Is everything ok?” Me being here took him by surprise. His face was a mix of confusion and worry.
“I’m fine. My pain level is much better today. Plus, I’m tired of being inside doing nothing but watching television. So today I’ve decided that I’m going with you.”
“Quinn you need to rest.” He began to protest.
“No, I need to be moving more. The worst thing anyone can do after surgery is nothing. Add onto that being pregnant and I need to keep active.” I stood up a
