The only thing Roxanne "Roxie" Robinson wants is the ability to finally move on from the only man she's ever loved. However, that's easier said than done when the woman he left her for is her monster of a step-sister. She's been gone from home and e...
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Roxie's POV
To say that I was ready to be done being pregnant was an understatement. It wasn't because I didn't love being pregnant - it was actually one of my favorite things in the world - but Jedrek was...overbearing to say the least.
I had finally passed my first trimester and was feeling like I could really breathe. The night I finally broke down and told Jedrek about our first child...it changed him and I both. I had been on the fence about telling him for so long. I knew he deserved to know but...I didn't want him to have to carry the same burden I had. It was in the past and we were focusing on our future. In the end, I knew that if the roles were reversed I would want to know. He helped me create that life.
It was one of the only times I've ever seen him cry. And he cried hard. The news only served to fuel his fire to get the fuck out of the contract. He ended up doubling the security he'd hired to watch me. I felt smothered, but I let him do it. I knew that he just wanted peace of mind, and I was more than willing to give that to him.
Besides the constant security surrounding me, I also wasn't able to just get up and leave the place Jedrek and I were staying whenever I wanted. Now that I was a little over fourteen weeks pregnant, it had become more than obvious that I was, well, pregnant. The risk of being seen and word getting back to Tori and Sandra wasn't worth having that freedom. I was willing to do whatever necessary to ensure that I got to hold this little boy or girl against my chest. If that meant being secluded to one place for the next five and a half months, then so be it.
I was still able to do some work for Ezekiel while I was at home, though, which was nice. I'm sure Evelyn was more than happy to have me out of the office once again. I also enrolled in an online culinary course just to get the ball rolling. It was only a few credits, but it gave me something to do on the days that Jedrek was at the office.
The days where Jedrek worked from home, however, were my favorite. We had slipped back into our norm before the breakup, it was like no time had passed at all. However, we used every moment we could to make up for those four years worth of missed laughs, kisses, snuggles, and...you know. Jedrek was insatiable, despite my ever-growing belly. Actually, I think the belly added to the appeal for him. He was always resting a hand against it or rubbing it soothingly. Some mornings he would be borderline late for work because he 'refused to get out of bed and leave us'. I felt like my life was finally coming back together.
There was just that one pest that we had to deal with. The possibility of being found out constantly loomed over my head. Jedrek did whatever he could to reassure me that things were going to be fine and would eventually work themselves out, but sometimes I was doubtful. We had so much more time left in the pregnancy. I feared that the longer we lived happily, the more complacent we would get. What if we accidentally slipped up? We could never be totally certain.
