I exit the room and make my way down to the hospital lobby area. “Nessa?” A familiar voice calls out. I turn around and see Sanz standing in the corner with another man. I give him a little wave, and he walks over to me. “Is everything okay?” He asks, his voice full of concern with his eyes matching. “Yeah. I was just visiting a friend.” I shamelessly lie to him. “What are you doing here?” My gaze drifts to the man he was with earlier. “That’s Carlos.” Sanz smiles, wagging is brows in a frenzy wave. “He’s an ER doctor, and… I've been seeing him for the past couple of days.” A sly smile crosses his face, and he winks at me. “You’re gay?” I whisper, my voice full of shock. “I’m Bi. I'm kind of a greedy prick.” He adds with a smile filled with pride. “I had no idea!” I lowly exclaim. “No one ever does. It's so much fun gorging everyone’s reaction the first time I tell them.” He snickers. “He’s very good-looking.” The words leave my mouth before I’m able to stop them. “You w
Later in the evening, Chrissy and Conrad return home from work with their hands full of small bags from our local takeaway bar. The aroma fills the room and sends my taste buds into overdrive. I wasn’t able to find a damn thing in the house to eat that didn’t make my stomach turn, and I do hope the nausea feeling subsides quickly in the first trimester.“Hey, you.” Chrissy plonks herself next to me on the sofa. “What are you doing?”“Just reading some stuff.” I quickly close my laptop and sink back into the sofa.I was surfing the net, trying to get as much information as possible about the first trimester of being pregnant, and I doubt she needs to know that.“We are going to head to Club Dynasty to meet with some people from work in a few hours. Dads agreed on running a tab for us there.” She bounces up and down, excited. “He was happy with the story I ran, and it is making the front page. You should come and meet everyone?” She gently shoulder bumps me, trying to lure me along with
It’s Thursday, and Luca is due to arrive back in the country in a few hours. I’m sitting at my classroom desk, marking my Care Bears books with a bad case of butterflies that won't stop fluttering in the pit of my stomach. It’s either butterflies or the beginning of a long morning spent in the bathroom with my head halfway down the damn toilet bowl — spewing my ring out. Yeah, truth be told, I haven’t been feeling all that great lately. Whoever said that pregnancy is a wonderful experience is a liar! I’ve had very little sleep. I can't stomach half the food I’d like to and, not to mention the dried skin that’s appeared out of nowhere on my face. What happened to MY pregnancy glow? I’m beginning to feel ripped off in the whole 'incredible experience'. I presume it's another thing I can add to my 'Cheated in Life Journal.' There’s a sharp rap at the door, disturbing me from my depressing thoughts and bringing me back to reality. I sigh deeply and get up from behind my desk to see
Anton drops me off outside a seafood restaurant along the wharf called Eight. Any other day or occasion, I’d be jumping with excitement. I love seafood. It's not something I can purchase regularly because it's just too expensive. And now that I'm pregnant, raw seafood isn’t something I can indulge in whenever I get the cravings. Sighing and feeling absolutely gutted, I walk towards the restaurant with my head high. As I step inside, a chill rides the fine line of my spine, and a wave of fishy odor slams into me, causing me to start gagging. My gaze scans the restaurant, and when it collides with Lucas, I watch as he rises from his seat, buttoning his suit jacket and closes the distance between us. “Vanessa, is everything okay?” Luca says as he quickly rushes to my side with his gaze examining my flushed face. “I'm fine.” I quickly smother my mouth with my hand, nodding my head. Luca looks at me with his eyes full of concern, clearly not taking my word for it. “Tesoro, you are
I wake up in Lucas bed the next morning. It's still dark, with only the light from the moon cascading upon the room. I feel myself being pulled in firmly against Lucas front, and I open my eyes wide enough to look at the clock on the bedside table. It's four in the morning! I slept right through the night, and Luca didn’t bother to wake me either. Lifting the blanket, I find myself in one of his tops. He took it upon himself to change me out of my clothes. Jeez, I really must’ve been tired if I didn’t wake up from him undressing me. I gaze out the window, admiring the stars sprinkled across the sky while listening to Lucas' rhythmic breathing. I thank the gods that he doesn’t snore. “Cara mia...” He grumbles sleepily. “I can hear you over thinking.” He rubs his face in the crook of my neck. “No you can't.” I chuckle, lightly. “Si, you’re wondering why I haven’t buried myself deep inside of you.” His hand slides down my front, and he roughly cups my sex. “You’re wrong,” I state hu
An hour later, I find myself at home, getting ready for work. There’s no one home but me. Chrissy and Conrad must’ve left for work early today. Luca seemed tense the rest of the time, insolent with him before they dropped me off on their way to the airport. He had very little to say. Most of his attention was pointed at Rosalia with her current state of whining. “I still don’t understand why I just can't stay with Aunt Nessa until you return!” she stared daggers at Luca from the front seat. “Because you are under my protection while you’re here in New Zealand, and since I won’t be here, neither will you.” He pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing with distress. “I’m sick and tired of flying here, there, and everywhere. I just want to stay put for a while.” And here I thought the kid wanted to spend time with me! “I can always leave you in Italy with your padre, Rosa. You are seriously starting to get on my last nerve with this spoiled brat syndrome you have suddenly inherited.
I walk through the front door, and Chrissy and Conrad are already home curled up on the sofa watching t.v. “Hey, guys,” I say, greeting them both. “Nessa!” Chrissy jumps up from the sofa and wraps her arms around me. “Girl… I was so worried when you didn’t return home last night.” She holds me tightly so I can't move past her. “Can't breathe.” I struggle against her vice-like grip. “The baby,” I mutter, almost breathless when she refuses to let me go. Like wildfire branding her arms, she drops them and steps away from me with her eyes wider than saucers. “You're pregnant?” She whispers with tears brimming her eyes. Shit… I forgot that I haven't officially told her. “I'm sorry. I only just found out, and I wanted to tell Luca first. Please don't be upset with me.” My voice quivers as I apologize, dragging air into my lungs. “Oh, my god, Nessa.” She whispers, her gaze heavy on mine. “I don't know what to say.” “Say that you will stand by me and promise me you'll always be in
We find ourselves outside in the courtyard of the Rugby Club. The sun is shining brightly, and the air carries the scent of freshly cut grass. The scent of Summer fills the air, bringing a smile to my face this morning. I've treated myself to a delectable steak burger accompanied by a side of crispy fries. I woke up feeling absolutely famished, unwilling to consume anything in case I had to spend hours hunched over a toilet before feeling even remotely normal. “I’m so hungry. I could eat a horse!” Sanz rubs his hands together, impatiently waiting for our food to arrive. “These ribs better be as good as you say, Carlos.” He stares at Carlos with his brow arched. “Calm down,” Carlos retorts, rolling his eyes. “I don't understand how you can be hungry. You cleared out my fridge this morning, and I only shopped two days ago.” He says, astonished. “I'm Samoan. It's what we do,” Sanz says casually. “I wish I could eat like you and look like that.” Carlos hisses, rolling his eyes heavenw