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I get in a seated position, and then cross my arms, pouting like a brat. I don’t want to come out and say it, but it’s time to give him some hints.
“You know, I haven’t been to the doctor yet…” I say.
He embraces me from behind, kissing my shoulders and gently holding my breasts.
“I’ll arrange for that first thing tomorrow morning,” he speaks softly into my ear. “Anything else, milady?”
“Yes,” I say sharply, making his concern grow exponentially.
I turn to him, hold him by the shoulders, and look him deep in the eye before I continue.
“Logan, we might have had a one-night stand, but I usually don’t do that. Like my mom says, I’m a family girl. I don’t want to pressure you into anything, but—”
Now I run out of words to say, and my face goes bright red with the awkwardness of what I’m about to request.
In the end, I just keep on looking at him, biting on my bottom lip, until finally giving up.
“Never mind,” I mumble, defeated, turning my eyes away from his.
“No,” he says. I lean into his caress on my face, my blood thumping loudly in my ears.
“I want to hear what you have to say.”
I take a deep breath, butterflies taking over my stomach. I rehearse the words in my head, until they finally come out.
“I think we should get married, Logan.”
I open my eyes and look at Logan. He’s deep in thought, as if choosing his words carefully.
Finally, he comes up with an answer, partially what I want to hear, but still not satisfactory enough.
“I’ll arrange for that too.”
There’s no ellipsis after his words, which is a good thing. Still, when he leans down to kiss me, I dodge him, much to his chagrin.
“What’s wrong now?” he asks, and I know he’s losing patience with me.
“Are you doing this just because of the baby?” I ask and open my eyes wide to better see him.
And his eyes widen too. I see him clearly weighing his words again.
“Well,” he takes a deep breath. “The baby is certainly a powerful force behind it, but I love you, and I want to be with you.”
He kisses both of my hands, then brings them close to his chest.
“And have you talked to Anna about us?” I ask, looking at him sideways,
“Are you kidding me?” Now he looks ecstatic. “All she wants is for us to get married.”
“Does she know I’m pregnant?” I keep drilling him.
“No. I…” Logan’s voice falters. “I didn’t know how to tell her, but I don’t think she’ll take it badly. I just…”
“You were afraid to tell her, because then it would be real, right?” I say boldly, regardless of the consequences.
He pauses for a moment, scratches the back of his ear, then says, “A little. Please understand, Joyce. It’s not that what I feel for you isn’t real. It’s just that sometimes I don’t feel like I’ve moved on from Andrea enough. I almost feel as if I’m like cheating on her. But I’ve reconnected with my previous therapist and I’m working through this with her.”
Ding-dong! I’ve finally hit on the cause for the hesitation!
