Dominic

Not even when I was with Carmella did I ever have to deal with someone telling me how to organize stuff in my own bedroom. That was because I felt no one had the right to tell me what to do, until now. The last thing I want is for Vanessa to be uncomfortable in my bedroom and if it means having to make adjustments for her, I'm willing to give it a try just so I can have her close to me.

This new experience, along with all the advice from my father-in-law is something I won't take lightly.

Just as I get ready to leave, Vanessa grunts and touches the side of her stomach and it sends me in a state of panic as I rush to her.

"What's wrong?" I ask, looking at her hunched over.

She straightens up with a sigh of relief and says, "I'm fine."

"That didn't look like it was the case."

"It was nothing. It's gone now," she assures me.

"Is everything okay with the baby?"

"Everything's fine."

Despite her reassurance, I shake my head and say, "Maybe I shouldn't go to work."

"Hey, I'll be fine."

"No. I don't think so."

"Hey," she chuckles. "I'm fine. Don't worry. I'll always tell you if something is really wrong."

I sigh with relief. "Promise me."

"I promise."

In case of anything, call

"Of course."

smile ever since the news about her

down, I leave for the meeting and on my way, I scroll through my phone, looking at the apartment that once belonged to Carmella. I've already taken it away from her, just as I said I would and it's been

a meeting together which has to do with one of our personal joint projects and as usual,

to ignore it at first but it's more than I can take, so I raise my eyebrows

the meeting, you were glancing at your phone under the table so much that I thought you weren't

"Was that obvious?"

"Yup!"

checking up on

always do that, but

scare. I was

really don't want anything getting in the

"No. I don't."

I can still be an uncle when I expect it

"Piss off."

have something to talk about over the phone and it isn't any

the bed is as

place, except I can't see her

bad!" Frank says from the other end of the

"What happened?"

bathroom door creaks open. I look over and Vanessa comes out in nothing but a towel, her wet hair clinging to her skin. The sight of her like this is so unexpected that I don't

"I'll call you back."

"Wait-"

feast my eyes on her. There's nothing more I want than to watch her for as long as I can, but I soon realize she needs privacy, so I

need for that. It's not like we've never

it so casually

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