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."

case of anything, call

"Of course."

this is the most I've seen her smile ever since the news about her father. Does she find amusement in seeing me like

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

together which has to do with one of our

I notice the way he keeps shaking his head at me. I try to ignore it at first but it's more than I can take, so I

should be asking you that question," he says. "During the meeting, you were glancing at your phone

"Was that obvious?"

"Yup!"

checking up

always do that, but today

she gave me a little scare. I was just making sure

really don't want anything getting

"No. I don't."

way, I can still be an uncle

"Piss off."

and I spend together at work, we always still have something to talk about over the phone

I see is how neat the bed is as Vanessa's clothes aren't there anymore. Even the dressing mirror

be in its place, except I can't

bad!" Frank says from the other end

"What happened?"

and Vanessa comes out in nothing but a towel, her wet hair clinging to her skin. The sight of her

"I'll call you back."

"Wait-"

more I want than to watch her for as long as I can, but I

no need for that. It's not like we've never

it so casually that it makes

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