VII“WE’RE EXPECTING,” I told Reggie said one night over sandwiches.
“Expecting what?” he asked.
“Our baby,” I answered.
He was quiet after that for awhile.
And then he saw my worry look. So he hugged me close, closed his eyes and breathed into my hair.
“You bless me,” he finally said.
I looked up at him with teary eyes.
“Are you upset?” he asked.
“No, these are happy thoughts leaking out,” I replied.
He just cuddled me close to me and I could feel his thoughts as they smelled of satisfaction. Even if he thought he couldn’t leak happy thoughts on his own. At least I could.
