After our visit from Doctor Parker’s clinic, Rowan had been more attentive to my needs and wants. As much as I told him I was fine, he made it his mission to make sure I was treated like a queen. I didn’t want to trouble him, but he said he would do and get me anything I wanted. He even stopped pranking me, and I took that as a bonus.
At first, I didn’t want to entertain him and thought that maybe he’d soon get the message, but it didn’t happen like that. Instead, he would call or text me at every chance he got. Or he would pay a visit at my workplace just to send some home-cooked meals. Or to just visit me.
“To check on your condition baby,” as he worded it when I asked once. Now, I wasn’t sure how to react at first, but I liked it. He was being sweet.
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