Using Up My Love
another co-worker suggested.
However, Vincent didn't seem to hear them. He kept his eyes on me, his voice full of unyielding authority as he commanded, "Go."
I opened my mouth to refuse, but he suddenly leaned close to me and whispered into my ear, "I'll use a coupon."
His words were like a bucket of icy water tipped over my head, drowning out any intention I had to protest. I looked down, my fingers lightly caressing the slight swell of my tummy as bitterness welled up within me.