TROUBLE

FORTY SEVEN

**TW

Cecilia's POV

Miles wouldn't let me leave the bed for four days following the hotel incident, I begged and persuaded. Hell I even bribed him with sex, but the little bastard wouldn't let up. He sat beside me all day everyday, only leaving to go to the bathroom or to get us food.

Of course I love his protective side, it might actually be my favourite part about him, how above everything us my safety is his top priority.

And I hate the fact that I can't just come out and tell him what is so important that I need to leave my bedroom to talk to Leo about.

I know telling him that I am pregnant will make his day, possibly his year, but I had a whole surprise waiting for him, I was going to tell him when e were together, I had been carrying it around all day just wanting for the perfect moment to put it into his suit pocket, or asking him to get something out of my clutch so he would find it.

I wasn't too sure what I was feeling just yet to be honest. I know we had spoken about the possibility of children, we were going to try when this was all over, where life went back to some semi- normality. I wanted children, well a child. I didn't think I can put my body through that pain twice, how Marina did it six fucking times I will never know.

I had a little human in me. I had the next stages of my life growing inside of me.

That filled me with so much joy, an anxiety but nonetheless I was excited.

So our plan has been bought forward a few weeks, maybe a couple months but I guess they say there is no time like the present.

I've tried persuading Miles all day that I can leave the room, just to get some exercise... go talk to Leo.

"Can you lift your legs?" He questioned, I slowly stood up from the bed, Miles was supporting me at my elbows. I stand up straight, there was some slight discomfort as I stretched out my muscles but I expected that.

"See I'm fine." I reassure him, taking his hand into my own and kissing his palm softly.

"Maybe you are but I just need to be sure. I'm not leaving you side." I roll my eyes.

"Bello, you need to see Maddox about the meeting this morning, you go to work talk to him. Everyone is at home to make sure I am fine." He sighs, avoiding looking at me directly. He takes my hands into his own squeezing them tightly.

"You promise not to overwork yourself." He stares at me, concern clearly expressed in his caramel eyes.

"I promise." He continues to stare at me, he pulls me closer to him, I wrap my arm around his torso, his arms going around me slowly and ever so carefully. I kisses the crown of my head, before leaning his head on top of mine. I breathe him in, he smells like my orange and jasmine body wash.

Awh. That's kind of cute.

"I love you. Call me if you need anything. And I mean anything." He whispers, his warm breath fanning my head. He kisses my forehead, squeezing my hands before leaving. I sigh when he leaves, I'm really cold now.

I grab a blanket from the end of my bed, taking my time to leave my room. This shit is painful as fuck.

I get down the stairs, I think it took me like fifteen minutes to do just that. I walk to the kitchen, mostly everyone was here. Rocco was talking to Camden, while our cousins were eating a bowl of chips.

I go to Camden standing beside him, when he sees me he smiles brightly, wrapping his arm around my shoulder pulling me into his side. I wrap my arms round him, laying my head on his chest. Everyone asks me if I'm ok and I reassure them that I am perfectly fine. Camden helps me sit down on a stool at the breakfast table. Angelo pushes the bowl of chips in front of me and I take them gratefully.