Nothing I have done up until this moment was so difficult. Thankfully the nights before had been a different situation. I would already be asleep, wrapped in the sheets before he even came to bed. But now, wearing an oversized sweater and Zuka laying in bed, writing some things down to finish up his work, I was a little afraid. I could change in the bathroom, but what if I decided to throw up in the next couple minutes? or even when he's awake?
I cursed beneath my breath and went into the bathroom to change. I grabbed Zuka's shirt that I slept in yesterday and took it with me. I was glad that Jasmine found me sweaters that were fashionable, but still baggy. Hopefully Zuka wouldn't question anything. I pulled off my sweater to reveal my stomach that has only grown the smallest bit, but
