"Options... I've ran out of Options..." (Book 3)

Chapter 110 - "A Break..."

Chapter 110 - "A Break..."

Clara's PoV

'John I swear to you this had better be good. You can not just blind fold a pregnant woman and hope to get away with it' I growled as I heard the car door slam and took it off. 'John?' I scoffed.

'Were going away'

'Away? No we're not. Your turning this car around right now and we're going back home. Poppy has chemo tomorrow and were not going to not be there' I said angrily.

'Richard is taking her. I explained it to her and she was fine with that. We have to have a life too Clara' John tried explaining but I felt like I might not have that much time with Poppy left and the time that I do have is precious.

'I mean it John. Turn the car around right now' I growled.

'It's too late. Reservation has been made. Room has been booked and pregnancy massage arranged' he hummed as I rose my eyebrows.

'Where exactly are we going?' I asked sort of interested after I heard the word massage.

'Away'

'Oo. Are we going to a spa? I love a good spa?' I said excitedly.

'Spa it is then' he grinned getting on the motorway.

'Why now?'

'You know the date right?' He scoffed.

'It's February 14th'

'Don't even try to pretend that you didn't realise it was valentines day' he complained as I lifted my head and glared it him in seriousness. 'Okay so your not pretending' he muttered.

'Oh crap now I feel bad. You've put so much effort into it and making plans and I didn't even remember the date' I scoffed at myself.

'It's easy to forget. We've got a lot going on at the moment' he defended for me.

'Well thanks for the understanding but I still feel bad about it' I grumbled.

- - -

'Stop making yourself feel bad' John said as he Half my hand tightly and pulled me into the reception lobby of the hotel and pointed at the big sign that said spa.

I was rather excited.

'I'm not'

'Yes you are. I can see it in your eyes. I know you inside out Oswald' he scoffed tolling his eyes. 'Now enjoy the massage and I'll meet you back out here in two hours?'

'Okay' I whined in an annoyed child's voice.

- - -

'Did you relax at all?' John scoffed as I shrugged my shoulders and poked at my chicken salad for lunch which wasn't quite as appealing as I wanted it to be.

'Yes. I was chatting to the poor woman about my entire life thank you very much. And the baby' I mumbled which was pretty much an unspoken subject between the two of us.

Neither of us had even bought it up because neither of us really knew how to talk about it without mourning Lissy.

'If you want to talk about the baby Clara we can'

'It's not that. I just feel like if we talk about it - it becomes real and I'm not ready for that yet' I grumbled.

'He or she is growing inside of you Clara. You can't just ignore that?'

'I can ignore it enough. It's not kicking yet and I don't know if it has a penis or a vagina so I can' I grumbled playing with my nails.

'You have a bump'

'Yeah I know''

'You can't ignore the bump' he pointed out.

'It's very small' I mumbled sitting on the bedroom try and hide it just a little. It was impossible whatever way I sat now - I'm bloody 18 weeks pregnant.... there's a definitive bump on show. 'I can ignore it enough for now'

I was glad in the end that John had chosen to do this - that we could get out a little bit and away from all the stress and the chaos.... it wasn't ideal to have left Poppy but what's done is done now. And I know she's in perfectly good hands.

'What kind of a break is this if your stressing me out this way?' I huffed.

'Huh? You want me to make it a good Valentine's Day do you?' He hummed licking his lips with a smile and cheeky grin.

'Nothing too drastic Mr... I need to be able to walk tomorrow. We've got things to do' I laughed back as he cut me off essentially with a smile.

'Shush' John smirked as he pressed his finger to my mouth and pushed me back on the bed slowly, making the effort to pull my tights off and underwear but left everything else on.

This was going to be fun.

- - -

'I said I need to be able to walk. You went to town a bit there' I puffed catching my breath as John had faced the other way. 'Why you not looking at me?'

'M'sleeping' he hummed.

'Oh yeah right. After that I won't sleep for a week' I laughed jumping up. 'Especially not this sweaty' he complained going to make good use out of the huge bath hot tub thing that was in the bathroom.

It was massive and I had been prepared and bought my marshmallow smelling bubble bath cream with me so figured I could use it.

'I'm going to have a bath. Wanna John?'

'As long as you mean just a bath and it won't end in more sex then I'm in'

'Your getting old mate. Can't even keep up with me' I smirked.

'I am not old' he scoffed.

'Oh please. I see the way you play with Henry these days - anything to avoid hoisting your gay ass off the sofa' I laughed picking up a magazine I had acquired "accidentally" from the lobby of the hotel. 'Your worried about getting old and putting your back our' I joked.

'Says the Pearson who person who pretends she's still in her 20's. News flash Clara your in your mid 30's there's no going back now' John snapped getting angry.

'Cool it. It was just a joke' I said closing the bathroom door with a sigh and started running the hot water.

He did join me not long later. And it won't surprise you to know we had a seriously long bath.