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."

call me as soon as

"Of course."

and this is the most I've seen her smile ever since the news about her father. Does she find

I've already taken it away from her, just as I said I would and it's been two days since I did it.

do with one of our personal joint projects and

his head at me. I try to ignore it

the one who should be asking you that question," he says. "During the meeting, you were glancing at your phone under the table so much that I

"Was that obvious?"

"Yup!"

been checking

always do that,

she gave me a little scare. I was just

anything getting in the

"No. I don't."

That way, I can still be an uncle

"Piss off."

at work, we always still have something to talk about over the phone and it isn't

as Vanessa's clothes aren't there anymore. Even

to be in its place, except

is bad!" Frank says from the other end of the

"What happened?"

I ask my question, the bathroom door creaks open. I look over and Vanessa comes out in nothing but a towel, her wet hair clinging to

"I'll call you back."

"Wait-"

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

that. It's not like we've never seen each other naked

casually that

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