I woke up in the car, on our way home. I thought I had had a dream of Richard carrying me in his arms but it obviously isn’t. Richard looked at me, taking his eyes away from the steering. He looked worried and concerned about me. He put one hand on my laps, controlling the wheels with the other.
“How are you feeling princess?” he asked I nodded, too weak to open my mouth; I still felt sleepy. He smiled faintly and moved his fingers through my hair. “Go back to sleep baby. C’mon” he whispered and I went back to sleep. I woke up fully in bed. I was in my underwear, no clothes. I was covered with a blanket.
Richard came into the bedroom and smiled when he saw me awake. My heart melted as I stared at his handsome profile. He climbed in bed beside me and kissed me gently on the lips.
“How are you, my love?” I smiled.
“I feel better than before, thanks. Why am I naked”? Richard grinned.
“Your temperature was so high; it could boil a cup of water so I took your clothes out of the way. Little Richard needs a very comfortable environment to grow” he said, placing his hand on my stomach. My heartbeat skipped.
Today had been a very long day but I would demand to have this day and none other, if only to feel the way I did when I heard the news of my pregnancy. I looked at Richard critically.
“Are you sure you did not take off my clothes for your advantage?” I asked cocking my head at an awkward angle.
“Oh sweet, what are you insinuating?” He asked, looking as innocent as possible. I laughed hard, looking at him. Oh… I am so much in love with this guy. Even though I saw the desire in his eyes and written all over him, his concern for my health and condition was more evident.
He stopped my laughter with his mouth, covering mine in a fierce, demanding manner. We shared similar desire as I held on to him, kissing him deeply. Something flashed through my mind and I instantly became still. Richard noticed this and stopped abruptly, bringing his ragged breathing under control.
“What is wrong?” he breathed.
“Nothing. I… I remembered that I hadn’t asked you how Kelvin is doing” I said slowly. Something seemed to pass through his face within seconds.
“He is in a comma now; all we can do is pray that he comes out alive”. I nodded and stared at nothing in particular. He was silent; so was I.
“You told me to trust you. How can I do that if you also don’t trust me?” I asked. He was silent; he just stared into space. “What is between you and your assistant?”
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“We share only one relationship: working relationship. There is nothing going on between us. I know she sent a message at an ungodly hour but she was just apologizing for her misconduct the previous day” he assured.
“Which misconduct are you talking about?” I asked intent on finding any loop holes. Richard sighed.
“She was dressed inappropriately. Her body was on public display and I rebuked her indecency. She felt guilty and decided to send a message. She felt she couldn’t face me after what she did”.
“Oh…” I breathed.
The pregnancy sickness took over before I could think of anything. I ran into the toilet to throw up. Richard rinsed my face and led me back to bed. He was able to shove some food down my throat before I used some drugs. It can be upsetting to have a doctor as a husband especially when you have to use drugs every now and then.
I lamented the irrelevance of drugs but he did not rest until I had it down my throat. I cuddled next to him and he had his arms around me till I dozed off.
To be continued