Page 52 of Bitten By Love


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“What did I do to gain such an amazing husband?” I asked.

“You chose to love him,” he said.

The morning went like a blink of an eye. We had seafood prepared for lunch by a master chef, while the snorkeling session became the highlight of the day. Not only for the amazing sight but also because the cold water helped ease my stomach’s grouchy mood. Gabriel wanted to reach the beach on the island close by, but it seemed too far to swim. So he embraced me and went supersonic. The white sandy beach was deserted since it was unreachable from land. Gabriel took advantage of the situation and organized a smooching session right there.

Eventually, we returned to our boat and took a shower together. No one told me there was such a thing as a honeymoon mood where the only thing you wanted to do was be in your beloved’s arms. By nighttime, we snuggled under a blanket on a lounger and admired the clear starry sky.

“The sky looks so stunning. But nothing compares to the night I saw Halley’s comet,”I said.

“I saw it six more times after the one in 1456,” he said.

“Wow, that was such a privilege to have witnessed.”

“A privilege and a curse,” Gabriel said. “Every time it flew, I was reminded how long I still had to wait before I would meet you again.”

“You must’ve had many moments of torment throughout time,” I said.

“All of it was worth it,” he said.

“You know you can tell me everything,” I said, noticing his reluctance to open up.

“I know. All in due time,” he said.

As I cuddled closer to him, I started feeling nauseous at the most inopportune of times.

“What’s wrong? Your demeanor doesn’t look good,” Gabriel said.

There was nothing hiding from this man. “I think I’m seasick. The last time I stayed on a boat longer than an hour was when I was a kid. Excuse me.” I knew there wasn’t time to reach the bathroom, so I ran to the yacht’s rails and relieved my stomach’s components straight into the ocean.

Gabriel rushed toward me and held my hair. “This could also be food poisoning,” he said. “It’s best to call a doctor. But first, let’s get you back to bed.”

The doctor had arrived on a small boat around midnight. Once he climbed on deck, Gabriel brought him to our bed. The doctor who hid a lot of wisdom behind his eyeglasses was brought from the closest island and probably was promised a fortune to assist my scrawny seasickness. He analyzed my complexion and measured my pulse with his fingers.

“We’ll need to make a few tests, but from the looks of it, the lady could be dehydrated. Have you been drinking enough water?” he asked.

“Probably not enough,” I said.

“No worries. We will take care of you,” he said. The doctor verified my blood pressure and temperature and then sent me to take a urine test.

“Why does she need additional tests?” Gabriel asked.

“Sometimes, the best method of diagnosis is by exclusion,” the doctor said though his facial expression told me he already had an idea of what could be the issue.

I also knew what the issue was. I had to get off this darn boat, and the light at the end of the tunnel will reemerge. But, alas, Gabriel wasn’t the one to take a risk with anything concerning me.

After another half an hour and with all the tests done, the doctor returned and said, “I know you are on your honeymoon, but besides the joy of your union, there might be another bundle of joy you will meet in about nine months.”

My jaw dropped lower than the floor. How was that possible? Didn’t Gabriel say he couldn’t have kids now that he was a vampire? Could he be wrong?

“How far along is she, Doctor?” Gabriel asked, looking distressed.

“It is difficult to say without an ultrasound, but since the signs of the first trimester are set in, I would assume between five to seven weeks,” the doctor said.

This meant we conceived the baby before my travel. I time-traveled while pregnant? If that wasn’t a sign of supreme happiness, I didn’t know what could be. Except, when I turned to Gabriel, he didn’t look surprised at all. On the contrary, he looked troubled. For a second, I thought I saw the same silver streaks appear in his eyes before he stormed out of the room.

“Do not worry, Madam,” said the doctor. “Some new dads need time to adjust to the news. But I’m sure you’ll make great parents. I’ll take my leave now. Please continue to hydrate, and once you return home, please seek a qualified specialist to guide you through pregnancy and labor.”

“Thank you, Doctor,” I said, but I didn’t quite pay attention as confusion settled in my brain. I thought Gabriel would share the same excitement as me. Why would the news of something so special rattle him?

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