“You are looking at me like that again.” He smiled.
Stop smiling, I wanted to yell. His smile was not making it easier for me. I stuffed the grilled meat in my mouth and tried to focus on how it tasted instead of him.
Lucian chuckled. “Eat slowly. You might get indigestion.”
I cursed inwardly. Even his laugh was inviting.
What was wrong with me?
I felt different both physically and emotionally. I was very sensitive, whether it was to touch, taste or smell. My senses were heightened and my body felt stronger. I guessed it had to do with the pregnancy. The midwife had said something about feeling sensitive and emotional or be very craving. I felt all those things but I never thought it would be to this extent. I had to ask Irene.
Once Lucian left for work I went to Irene’s room. She wa
