The New Beginning: Nunsignor Book I

An Apple Pie Night

A several minutes later...

Jude's POV

Once we got back at home as we walked through the murky streets nigh midnight. Thanks to Timothy, I felt much safer, as his escort truly meant a lot to me! Besides it encouraged me to walk with more confidence when I am with my significant person with exception when I am completely lonely. He was definitely right! There were some insane people who would harm me when I am walking in the lurking, tenebrous streets with nothing more but by myself. 

Sensing unidentified men's eyes goggled at me, stalking me, observing every action of mine in the middle of the night when I am precisely alone walking, without holding my partner's warm, colossal hand, hand in hand. Sensing a strong, secure hand to protect me from the dark and the brutish coldness of psychopaths who either dare to touch or hurt me in various way. Vicious, malicious grins gleaming in the lurking darkness like I am beholding the last thing before the worst happened thing. The moonlight didn't help me at all. It didn't illuminate my path. 

By the way, I was much far away from those haunting illusions which could be somewhat seen in Briarcliff, although the Briarcliff's nightmare is different. Further those haunting illusions swam in my mind like waves in a storm sea.

As we arrived at home, we kicked off our shoes, changing ourselves into our casual clothes as I wore one of Timothy's T-shirts with long sleeves, a sage one. 

Once I saw myself in the dressing table's mirror as I stood against it, my husband was behind me as he clasped his both hands around my bump as I could feel his palms, caressing my pregnant belly as he rested his chin on my right shoulder, wearing a lucid, optimistic smile across his lips, knowing what he is capable to tell me right in my face. His chocolate eyes gaped right into the dressing table mirror's glass as it reflected our two selves. I couldn't help, nonetheless grin as well. 

-How do I look in your T-shirt, honey?- I questioned bashfully as I kept gazing at our reflexion, letting out a light tittering.

-Do not insult yourself! *winking* Of course, you look incredible as always, rara avis! - Timothy rather didn't miss his chance to compliment me as usually especially when I put on something dinstinct especially for me, tuckling my hair behind my ear, therefore his hand was on my bump again.

-Thank you! *placing my both hands upon his veiny hands, my fingers caressing his fingernails and fine fingers in the same time* I don't look chubbier due to the larger size garment which amuses me.- Meantime I arched an eyebrow as I uttered the last sentence in perplexed way, consequently giggling together.