Siren Call

Epilogue

Eight Months Later:

I walked through to the kitchen, rubbing at my tired eyes as I opened the refrigerator door and picked up the milk. Yawning, I reached out and flicked on the kettle, longing for some caffeine to fuel myself for the day after another rough night, trying to sleep. My phone buzzed on the counter and Roxy's name flashed up on the screen. I hit the button to accept the call and put it on speaker, her voice ringing through the kitchen as I opened the cupboard in search of coffee.

"Hey, I just wanted to check in and see how you're doing?" She said just as Everly let out a shrill laugh in the background.

"I'm fine, aside from not being able to find the fucking coffee." I groaned, rifling through the shelves.

"But Kat-"

"Don't even go there Rox." I said cutting her off.

"Fine, don't say I didn't try." She sighed, "Anyway, I just wanted to ask if I left my work folder at yours the other night?"

"Pink and white stripy thing?" I asked, finally finding the coffee, and tearing it open.

"Yep, that's the one."

"Yeah, I found it under the sofa, let me know when you want to pick it up."

Sean's voice rang out on Roxy's end and she thanked me, and hurriedly said goodbye, explaining that she had to rush off.

I poured the boiled water into the mug, watching the thick creamy texture rise to the top as I stirred it, then lifted it to my lips.

"Don't you dare!"

I froze, the coffee lingering just a few millimeters from my mouth, the strong and fresh scent of the coffee beans making my mouth water.

Kat walked into the room, still in her favourite cream pyjamas, her hair tied back in a long braid, her arms crossed and a thunderous expression on her face.

"Please Kat, I-"

"You promised!" She argued, cutting me off mid sentence. "If I can't have caffeine, then you wouldn't either, remember."

I practically sobbed as I put the coffee back on the counter. Kat uncrossed her arms with an approving smile, then brushed her hand over her huge pregnant belly.

"Look at that, we have Daddy well trained already."

"You'll also have me homicidal if I don't get coffee soon. I'm exhausted." I said, walking forwards and laying my hand over her belly, pressing a kiss to her lips.

"You'll get no sympathy from me. You want to try the pregnancy part."

"Well, you make it look like a walk in the park, beautiful."

Her eyes narrowed as I gave her my winning smile. She rolled her eyes and muttered something that sounded very much like jackass under her breath then started to walk towards the table. I helped her lower into the chair, hearing her hiss out a breath as she sat down.

"How's your back this morning?" I asked, it having been the reason for the awful, restless night.

She'd been tossing and turning all night, unable to get comfortable and becoming increasingly more and more irritable as the hours went on.

"Still aches." She yawned, tracing her fingers over her stomach. "I'm sorry for being so cranky last night."

Cranky was an understatement, my eyes widened as I refrained from pointing out the moment that she threatened to smother me for breathing too loudly.