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 me

"Of course."

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

the apartment that once belonged to Carmella. I've already taken it away

do with one of our personal joint projects and as usual, it's

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

says. "During the meeting, you were glancing at your

"Was that obvious?"

"Yup!"

been checking up on

do that, but today

because she gave me a little scare. I

really don't want anything getting in the

"No. I don't."

sure nothing happens. That way, I can still be an uncle

"Piss off."

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

my bedroom and the first thing I see is how neat the bed is as Vanessa's clothes aren't there anymore. Even the dressing mirror is filled with her cosmetics and fragrances,

place, except I can't see her

This is bad!" Frank says from

"What happened?"

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-"

up on him, dropping my arm to my side just so I can feast my eyes on her. There's nothing more I want than to watch her

not like we've never

it so casually that it makes me

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