Michael came early in the evening. "Wow, this house is huge!" Were the first words he said as he entered, and the smile on my lips widened. I could have taken him to my room, but I preferred us sitting in the living room. The glass doors of the varanda were open and the air was nice and breezy, cool.
After giving him a hug, we settled on the living room couch and Mikayla was already beginning to keep the evening tea and snacks.
"And you.. really are pregnant, huh?" He looked at me as if still in disbelief and I smiled, shrugging.
"I am."
"Congratulations?" He said, but it sounded more like a question.
"Thank you, Mike," My smile only widened, "I am very happy."
"Why didn't you tell me, Nat?" He asked me, blowing some air out of my mouth. "I mean, don't get me wrong. We just.. we spe
