"Stephi, babe, please stop pacing."
I shot a glare in his direction, "Sam. I feel like sh1t. How do I politely tell Irene to back off?"
He chuckled, "She's a demon, don't worry about being polite."
"But she's trying to be helpful. It's just a bit soon for all of this."
He pulled me onto his lap, "You are still worrying that they will find out and come for us."
It wasn't a question, he knew it still worried me.
Irene was already planning gifts for the baby, and I just couldn't shake the feeling that it was tempting fate.
"Yes. I'm really worried about that. It terrifies me."
He placed his hand on my stomach, "It's going to be okay. I will drag each and every one of them down to hell if it means keeping the two of you safe."
"I know you will keep us safe, Sam, but it's still scary t
