The next few weeks were hectic for Alva, from going to the gallery to seeing the artist, she had a lot to do before her opening. She was eager to do it."Uhm... We should place that painting to the side..."The paintings were already in frames and they were hanging with other workers and Helen in view, "this is looking beautiful already,""I know right, the paintings are just a good backdrop for the whole setting,""Okay and that would be a wrap," she said after the last painting was hung."Let's take a seat,"They sat down after the workers had all left and it was in Alva's office. The pieces of furniture were already set and the designs were done, "this is all looking good, so the opening is next week right?""Yeah,""I've invited all the people you told me to invite and there are a lot more on my contact list,""Oh thank you, Helen, you're such a lie-saver,"'it's you I should be thanking,""And how is your mum?""She's good. She was happy you came over the last time and the women

They were back at the house two days later and Alva was taking a bath in the shower. She had had a brief period of cooking and she thought she should take a bath. She was feeling different though she couldn't explain and she had vomited, she wasn't sure if it was what she thought.Pushing the thought back from her mind, she picked up a towel and wrapped it around her before going into the room that was theirs. Jaxon wasn't there, she wondered where he was.She cleaned off her body and when she had dried off her hair, she went to the closet to decide what to wear. Jaxon's clothes were there and so also hers but something in her decision to pick up Jaxon's shirt and she put it on.She would like to see how much he could resist her or maybe she just wanted to turn him on.She flipped back her hair and went into the sitting room.****Jaxon was finishing up a call when she walked in. He stopped talking for a moment and stared at her, "Jaxon?" Silas said on the phone, "... what's wrong, is