Chapter 18Zoe's P.O.V
After our talk that night Daryl had been extra careful with how he acted and anything he said around me and it was honestly getting annoying now. I don't want to be treated like a porcelain doll but rather like a human with feelings. "Daryl?" I said as he was making coffee for himself. "Yes, love?"
"Could you start to treat me like a human again please?" I said pouting as he laughed. "What?" "You treat me like I'm a doll since the conversation we had the other night and I hate it!" "Babe it's probably just your pregnancy hormones making you feel this way," he said placing a piece of stray hair behind my ear. I bit his finger that was tracing my face. "What was that for?" He said pulling away and examining his finger now with teeth marks present. "That's because you
