15.

Layla

Mrs. Carter's cravings turned out to be foods she normally wouldn't have if she wasn't pregnant.

“I'll have a Chocolate-Chipotle Sirloin steak, a Chocolate Martini, and some chocolate ice cream.” She said to the waiter, who nodded before walking away to get our orders.

“It's too cold for you to have ice cream,” I reasoned with an amused look on my face.

“I can manage.” She said firmly.

The waiter returned with her order and my order of black coffee.

“I'm still surprised you brought me out for lunch today.” She said, with a twitch of a smile around the corner of her lips.

“I was bored at home…" I sighed, stirring my coffee to distract myself.

“Where has your boy gone?” She questioned.

“He's out of town with Henry.”

“You now trust him with that man?” She arched one of her brows curiously at me and took a spoonful of ice cream.

“Henry's a good man. He loves Nathan.” I smiled, my mind drifting to how Henry had been caring toward me and Nathan.

If only…

“He loves you,” she asserted,