Ana's P.O.V

I'm on my computer looking at a chapter draft when I get an a text from my husband.

Hoping your day has been calm and brezzey today. I put some saltines and ginger ale for when the morning sickness hits. I love you.

My husband worries so much but he has his reasons. It's not just me he has to worry about anymore.

It's been an easy day. Thank you for the crackers and ginger ale. It held me over through my last meeting. How did you know about my upset stomach ?

He's been so sweet to me these past three weeks. He doesn't want me to lift a finger, even though my body has fully recovered.

I've been doing research some research, like any future father would.

Has he been working his associates again?

May I ask how?

Knowing he wouldn't want to know all about the groary and weird details about pregnancy.

I asked Hanna to find references of the best pregnancy books and ordered them immediately. Plus my mom gave me a few tips.

I can believe he went through all that trouble.

You are full of surprises . It's sweet to see you in daddy mode.

I aim to please my wife and baby

I should be done for the day in a hour or so. Dinner at 7 ?

Sounds perfect. See you at home.

I finish my work and headed home for the night. Sawyer has been standing guard outside my office since the Jack Hyde situation. He drove me back to the apartment and we enter through the parking garage. We head up in the elevator and I tap my foot as the music plays. I give Sawyer the okay and he heads back down. I go over to the dining room and see Christian standing at the table holding a dozen white roses. I'm in awh at all he's done. He has a full meal prepared and it smells heavenly. I walk over to him and my hands are at my face with utter surprise.

"Christian, what is all of this?"

"I know you've forgiven me and I know we're okay. But I want to be a better husband than I was before and father."

"You have been an amazing husband and are going to be a great father."

I give him a kiss of reassurance.

"And thank you for buying the book."

"My pleasure. I just want to help out any way I can. It takes two to tango but you're the one who's going to be carrying him for nine months."

"This all smells so good."

" cooked most of it. There's chicken soup, steamed vegetables, baked chicken, and red velvet cake."

It all sounded so good until a wave nausea hit me.

"Ana, you okay?"

"Yeah I just..Oh God."

I cover my mouth and run to the kitchen. I hold my hair away from my face and empty out my vomit in the sink. My first wave of morning sickness has hit and I still had four more weeks of it if I'm lucky. I feel Christian rub my back and hold my stomach as I keep coughing it up.

"It's okay, I got you."

"I don't know where that came from. I don't know if I can go four more weeks of this. You don't have to see me like this."

He turns me around to face him.

"I told you, I'm all in. You're not gonna be alone with this, we're a team."

"Okay. Thank you for dinner and being an amazing husband."

"Your welcome."

He kisses my forehead and puts his hand on my flat stomach.

"Eight weeks down, Thirty-Two weeks to go."

I laugh at how cute he's being.

"You know a lot of morning sickness means it's a girl."

"Really now? Are you sure you can handle a girl?"

"With a mother like you, I think we're going to be fine. She'll just go to an all girls school and can't date until she's thirty."

"You're so hypocritical Christian."

"I'm joking."

"Are you sure you're ready for this?"

"You and me baby."