We continued with our life like it was before. We pushed through with the medication that the doctor gave. I guess second opinion was not needed. Why should I? If even Trisha thought I might have it.
But one thing did change.
There were no "sexy times" at night.
Jeanne was crazily telling me, "I'm a shooter, what if I impregnate you with that one percent?" He's ridiculous isn't he?!
Don't get me wrong. I do not really like insisting the sexy time at night.
Not that I don't want it!
Well, err...I blushed. That is not what I'm talking about!
Where am I anyway?
He was more loving now. I didn't know that was even possible. He was taking really good care of me.
And about the throne? I sighed. It will be official by the following year, and Greg was decided about it. They talked about it
