After distracting myself with work, I took a moment to think about Ramsés and felt terrible for running away from him. So, I decided to call him. I wasn't ready to tell him about my pregnancy yet, but that didn't mean I had to be an i***t with him.
“Hello, my love,” he said as soon as he answered.
“Hi. I was calling to invite you to lunch. Would you like to?” He stayed silent for a few seconds.
“I would, but it all depends on you, since this morning you literally ran away from me. You've been avoiding me all weekend. I don't want to pressure you, so when you're ready, I'm here to listen. I must clarify that I'm not Ian, and I'm not going to leave you for anyone else. I'm telling you this in case that's what's bothering you.”
Geez! He’s always so direct with everything. I was sure he wo
