Moving Forward (Completed)

Chapter Sixty Five

"Hey." Rafael kissed the side of her head when she entered the bathroom. "Did I hear you were having lunch with Rollins today?"

"Yep." Katherine allowed herself to lean into him, simply enjoying the feel of his body against hers—even if it was covered in layers of clothing. "I wish you were off too."

Rafael smirked, wrapping his arms around her waist. "The only reason Rollins is off is because Liv forced her to start maternity leave last Friday."

Katherine's eyes were wide, but mostly at the image of Amanda's belly that had entered her mind. "She is due any day now."

"Liv was afraid she go into labor at her desk." Katherine chuckled when he did. "What's MJ up to during your lunch?"

"She's hanging out with Isabel. I think they mentioned a movie..." Katherine shrugged, "it was either that or a museum."

"Knowing MJ it's the later." Rafael leaned forward, adjusting an unruly section of hair back into place, ignoring Katherines amused look as she watched his reflection.

"She's planning to be home by three to study for a test she has tomorrow."

"What evil teacher scheduled a test after a three day weekend?"

Katherine grinned while shaking her head. "Her Latin teacher."

"She's doing really well with languages isn't she?" He was really proud of how MJ's Spanish had come along and even more impressed when she decided to add Latin into the mix.

"You, Lucia, and Catalina helped with that."

Rafael chuckled, making one last adjustment to his tie. "Mami only speaks to her in Spanish when she's over there now."

"So I've heard."

He sighed walking her pajama clad form backwards into the counter. "I have to go."

"I know," she pushed up to kiss him, "I'll see you tonight."

"Love you."

"Love you too."

Katherine watched as he slipped out of the bathroom, waiting just a moment longer before sinking down to pull a pregnancy test from the cabinet under her sink. She'd become a pro at opening them—the instructions ignored as she peed, the timer set without verifying the time. It didn't matter anyway—the results would show up when they showed up. She didn't even wait to watch this time. The little blocks could flash all they wanted while she showered.

She dried and slipped her robe on, towel drying her hair while she made her way back to the counter. Katherine glanced at herself in the mirror as she used her fingers to somewhat part her hair—she'd do a better job when she got around to actually styling it. Her eyes flickered to the test, the result displayed across the tiny screen. "Hmm." The sound was short, not much more than a puff of air rushing through her vocal cords. She stared at it for a moment longer and then chunked the little white stick in the trash.

Amanda half waddled into the restaurant, her hands gripping onto the armrest as she awkwardly attempted to sit.

"Shut up."

Katherine continued to smirk. "I didn't say anything."

"You didn't have to," Amanda grumbled, "I can see the amusement all over your face."

"It's just crazy how big your belly is on your tiny frame."

"You do realize that pregnant woman don't actually like to be reminded that their belly's are huge." Katherine shrugged and Amanda took the opportunity to change the subject. "How was your mini getaway with Barba?"