Amelia
I woke up wrapped up in his arms, his chin pressed against my forehead, his arms tight around my waist, and snuggled deeper into his warmth. I never wanted to leave this, our little love nest. I felt safe ad happy here, the problems that face us waiting outside our door. I still couldn’t believe I was pregnant and the fear that thought filled me with was overwhelming. I pressed a small kiss to his chest before disentangling myself from his arms and slipping out of bed. Throwing on some sweats and at tank top, I quietly slipped out of the room and down the hallway to my library. Opening the door, I stopped in my tracks at the sight of Marcus curled up in a blanket, hot coffee in hand, a stack of books next to him, a large book opened in his lap. Wordlessly he reached to the table an
