ANA’S POV
I hadn’t slept but it was more like I couldn't.
Even though my body was heavy and my eyes would droop from time to time, my mind wouldn’t shut up, thinking about what he meant when he said to let's see about where he would take me.
My fingers subconsciously brushed across my stomach. It was flat but I knew what was growing inside.
My secret.
His secret, too.
Once I hadn’t had the courage to tell him that is but for now, I couldn't bring myself to say it.
When I heard a knock, I almost pretended to be asleep. But then his voice came through the door and it was so soft that it tugged at my heart strings.
"Ana? You up?"
I sat up and cleared my throat. “Yeah.”
The door opened and there he was as handsome as ever. Black shirt, dark jeans, messy hair and ever gorgeous. Mine…
