The CEO's Match

First Kick

Alexander's pov

The days following our conversation were a whirlwind. Nova and I had agreed to take things step-by-step, figuring out our next moves together. It was a tough process, but we approached it with a commitment to support one another, despite the complexity of the situation.

I had been more present at the office, spending extra time working through the projects while keeping a close eye on Nova. Her usual energy was tempered with a quiet resolve, and I could see the strain in her eyes. It was clear that the news had taken a toll on her, and I wanted to be there for her as much as possible.

Today, after our meeting, I decided to take a break and check in on Nova. She was at her desk, staring intently at her computer screen, but I could see that her focus was elsewhere. Her hands moved mechanically over the keyboard, her mind clearly occupied with more than just work.

I approached her desk, trying to gauge her mood. "Hey, Nova. How are you holding up?"

She looked up, managing a weak smile. "I'm getting by. Just trying to keep busy."

I could tell she was putting on a brave face. "Do you want to talk about it? Anything you need, just let me know."

She hesitated, then nodded slowly. "Actually, there is something. I've been thinking about my options, and I think it's important that we talk about what comes next."

I sat down in the chair next to her desk, giving her my full attention. "Of course. What's on your mind?"

Nova took a deep breath. "I've been considering whether or not to continue with the pregnancy, and I need to know where you stand on this. It's not just my decision; it affects both of us."

I nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "I agree. This isn't something you should face alone. We need to talk through our feelings and make a decision together. Whatever you decide, I want to support you."

She looked relieved. "I appreciate that, Alexander. It's just been overwhelming, and I need to know that we're on the same page."

We spent the next hour discussing our options in more detail, weighing the pros and cons, and considering the implications for both our personal lives and our future. It was a difficult conversation, but it was important for us to be open and honest about our feelings and concerns.

By the end of our discussion, we had a clearer sense of direction. We agreed to take some time to reflect on everything, seek advice from professionals, and then come back together to make a final decision. It was a challenging path ahead, but having each other's support made it a little more manageable.

As I walked away from her desk, I felt a mix of relief and uncertainty. We had taken a crucial step forward, but there was still a lot to navigate. Despite the challenges, I was determined to be there for Nova, and I hoped that together we could find a way to handle whatever the future held.

Nova's pov

During one of the meetings with Alexander and our investors, I could barely focus on the presentations. Alexander's hand rested on my thigh, gently caressing it, a silent gesture of reassurance. His touch was both comforting and distracting, given the gravity of our situation.

As I tried to concentrate on the discussions, I felt a sharp flutter in my stomach. I winced slightly and instinctively placed a hand on my belly. Alexander's attention snapped to me immediately. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.

I shook my head, managing a small smile. "The baby kicked. That's all."

Without hesitation, his hand moved from my thigh to my stomach. I could feel him gently trying to sense the baby's movements. Despite the busyness of the meeting, his focus was unwaveringly on me and our unborn child. I glanced at him, noting how tenderly he was behaving. Even though we were surrounded by clients and colleagues, his attention never wavered from us.

I could see the warmth in his eyes, and it made me think of how he would be as a father. Whether we were having a boy or a girl, I had no doubt he would be a great dad. This realization solidified my decision. I had decided to continue with the pregnancy.

I glanced around, noting the subtle frown on Alexander's face as he sensed my growing determination. I took his hand and gently guided it back to my side, where he could feel the baby's persistent movements. His expression softened into a smile as he felt the tiny kicks.

Seeing him so invested and caring, even in the middle of a busy meeting, reassured me more than I expected. It became clear that I wanted to move forward with this, with him by my side. I started considering practical steps like moving into his penthouse, which had more space and would be better suited for our growing family.

As the meeting continued, I could feel his hand occasionally brush against my side, a reminder of our shared commitment and a quiet declaration of his support. Despite the surrounding chaos, his presence was a steady anchor for me, and for the first time in a while, I felt a surge of hope and clarity about our future.