Sonia, still pale from the ordeal of the night before, leaned against the pillows as Bryan raised a glass of water to her lips so she could drink.
She raised her hand to support the cup but Bryan gently slapped her hand off making her sigh in exasperation.
"Bryan," she called in a warning tone and Bryan set the glass down.
"Yes, baby?" He replied sweetly and despite her irritation a smile tugged on the corners of her lips.
"You're doing too much," she said with disapproval.
"As I should have done from the beginning. Then last night would not have happened," he said, making her sigh as she placed both hands on her abdomen.
"Do you really think so? Then are you saying it's my fault that we almost lost Ryso?" She asked and Bryan shook his head immediately.
