But that was until one night when I was two months pregnant, yes it turns out that he did in fact put a baby in me when we were back home, and he still hadn't arrived at home as yet, even though it was a little past eight.
I had called his office about ten minutes ago and they said that he was still there working, and I knew that he would be tired when he got home, so I ran a warm bath for him in the meantime, and made sure that his dinner was all heated up and ready.
He had been making a lot of progress this pass month and a half, and Adriel was now attached to him, but she still didn't call him 'dad'.
I was in the bathroom adding a few rose petals to the tub when I heard the door opened and closed, and he went to the kids' rooms to kiss them good night before he came into our bedroom, and he smiled when saw me.
"Hey."
