"Mornin' baby," Caleb whispered, his nude torso against my back. Well he wasn't fully nude he was only in his underwear.
"Good morning Caleb," I smiled as I felt his arms pull me closer to him, like I was his little teddy bear.
"I wanna do something for you today, since it's your birthday and you do everything for me," He said and kissed my hair, I could feel him getting off the bed.
"No, don't go, later, I wanna cuddle for now," I said, he laid back down with me and I turned to him, he looked exhausted.
"I love you," He said, I smiled, I knew that already, but I still loved to hear it.
"I love you to," I laughed and kissed him. We cuddled for a while and then he got up to make me breakfast. I sat in bed, scrolling through social media, Caleb came up with a cup of tea, a bacon roll, and some toast.
"Thanks baby," I said, he leant down and kissed me on my head. I brought his head down so his lips were in line with mine and I kissed him. We kissed for about two minutes, but it felt longer, it felt like an eternity.
"Can we dance, Ma'am?" Caleb asked, I chuckled, looked down and smiled at him. I got up and we started to slow dance.
I started to feel a little sick, actually I started to feel like I was going to throw up, Caleb was holding me and without explanation, I ran to the bathroom. I started to projectile vomit into our toilet.
"Babe? Are you ok?" He asked, I shook my head and I felt fine but had a funny feeling in my stomach as well. A feeling like something was alive inside of me, oh no, oh god please no, no no no. I turned around to him, he looked worried.
"I'm fine," I said, he walked towards me and hugged me tight. I hid my head in his chest and he lifted my chin up with his index finger and thumb.
"I know when you're worried, please don't lie to me," He said and kissed my head.
"I'm fine for now, let's wait a week," I said, I looked up at Caleb and he put his head on mine.
We went back into the room and started to slow dance again. I felt uncomfortable, I mean, I shouldn't be. We had been through a lot of things, fun things. Uncomfortable things. Sad things. And happy things.
