The woman just left.
I watched her, unsure of what to do. She told her mother the truth, and the woman just gave her a look of shock that soon settled into disappointment, before turning and leaving without saying a single word.
My heart shattered to smithereens when she turned to face me, big fat tears in her eyes. Seeing her cry has to be my new kryptonite because it just destroys a part of me to see her like that. I sighed and stood up, opening my arms for her and she ran into them without thinking twice about it.
"It's ok Dori. We're going to figure this out. She's upset now, but she'll come around," I comforted as I rubbed her back.
Can I just mention that I love how perfectly she fits into my arms?
She sniffed, pulling away, and I reached out to wipe away her tears. "I've never disappointed her before, and if she's reacting like this, then my dad and my brother are going to kill me."
"None of that is going to happen. Yes, they'll be mad, but they're going to accept this sooner or later. I mean, Nemo's barely the size of a shoe, but even I know that he's going to be hard to resist," I joked.
She laughed a little. "I doubt she's going to get me out of trouble, but I won't argue the hard to resist part."
I just love how we have differing opinions on Nemo's gender.
"How about you go and lay down?" I suggested.
"I haven't eaten yet," she reminded.
"I'll cook and come wake you up when the food is ready," I replied.
She narrowed her eyes at me. "How do I know that I won't be eating next year? You took an hour to make me breakfast. Imagine how long you're going to take with dinner."
"Haha," I said, deadpan, making her laugh.
"I'm just saying, maybe we should order in and that way, Nemo and I get to live," she taunted.
"Are you insinuating that I would poison you both?" I asked.
She bit her lip, clearly to keep from laughing, but I pinched her hip and that's all it took to set her off. Listening to her laugh is one thing, but watching her is just mesmerizing. She's honestly the most beautiful person inside and out.
"Would you just go and lay down? Trust that I'll find my way around the kitchen and cook you something that won't kill you or Nemo. What do you feel like having?" I asked her.
"I don't know; surprise me. Whatever it is needs to make me feel better though," she replied.
"And here I thought that was my part," I joked.
"You're delectable, but you're not food you know?" she argued.
The sad part is she was dead serious.
I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose as she giggled. "Just go."
"Ok, ok! I'm really glad you're here Laz. I don't think I would be able to do this without you," she said vulnerably.
I caressed her cheek. "While I'm glad that you don't have to, you would've done just fine. You're one of the strongest people I know."
"I wish I believed that," she said lowly.
I wrapped my arms around her and she settled into me. "It's fine. I'll believe it for the both of us."
She looked up at me with the most innocent smile, and I was tempted to kiss her, but I held myself back. We've only just accepted that we're going to be parents, and while that part of our relationship has sped up, I still want to take things slow.
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Paris
General FictionParis - The distance between Cuba and London. London has always been the odd one out of the family. Granted she has her parent's smarts, she's just always chosen to do things differently to her family, but they love her all the more for standing up...