My Roommate

Three Weeks Later

Charlotte and Veronica came to visit this morning.

I called them yesterday and told them the news. Also that the baby would refer to them- along with Tash, Lucy and Isabella- as Aunt's.

'This is just so exciting! Isn't it exciting Noah?' Charlotte squeals, smiling at the only guy in the room.

He grins back.

'Yeah. It is.' he answers, though I now notice the smile doesn't quite reach his eyes.

Is he regretting this?

I quickly glance at him, the question in my eyes.

He shakes his head and mouths, 'I'll tell you later.'

To which I mouth back, 'Damn right you will.'

He suddenly jumps to his feet and walks out, an unreadable expression on his face.

I apologise to the girls, then run after him, confused.

I corner him, expecting answers.

'Well?' I say angrily, glaring at him.

He runs his hand through his hair before gently pushing me up against the wall.

'I knew you'd follow me. I was only kidding. I'm completely fine with you and our baby. I just wanted to do this without the interruption of our friends.' he whispers, before placing one hand on my stomach, one on my shoulder.

Then he leans over and trails kisses along my collar bone, up until he reaches my jaw.

I grasp his hips, gasping.

'Geez Noah...' I whine, though I press myself harder against his hips.

He chuckles at this, obviously pleased at the reaction he drew from me.

'You're so beautiful, Skylar. I just want to take you upstairs right now but that might scare your innocent friends. Too many screams.' he jokes.

I slap his arm before leaning over myself and pressing my lips to his.

I wouldn't normally kiss him but... I don't know. This just feels so... Right.

Maybe this baby is a blessing.

Wait what am I saying? Of course it's a blessing.

Suddenly, he pulls away and kneels down in front of me, his head level to my abdomen.

'May I?' he asks softly.

I nod, smiling.

He takes one of my hands and holds it tight in his while placing the other on the side of my stomach.

Then he very gently presses his lips there, not lifting them for a long time. I hear him whispering some things, presumably to our baby, but they are too quiet to make out.

Then he stands up pulls me in for a hug.

The words he speaks next while nibbling on my ear make my knees buckle underneath me.

'I love you.'