Forty

She woke up in his bed, stark naked and pregnant. She pulled up the blanket. He was awoken by the movement. He helped her pull up the blanket, and wrapped his arm around her from the back.

“Can we stay in today?” he asked, his eyes still closed. “I want to stay in and be with you today.”

She smiled, even though he couldn’t see it. “Okay.”

They fell back asleep.

The next thing she knew, the sunlight had lit up the whole room. His scruffy beard grazed upon her arm, and his warm lips touched her skin.

“Good morning,” she said.

He bit his lower lip with a smile.

“You’re smiling,” she touched his face.

He rarely smiled, but he was smiling at her and his eyes were bright against the sunlight. “I’m happy,” he said.

It swelled her heart.

“I think it’s time we start doing this, don’t you think?”

“Do what?” she asked.

“Be together … we’re going to have a child soon.”

She smiled, “Maybe we can try.”

Their eyes locked.

“I’ll make you fall in love with me,” he said.

“What makes yo