His eyes narrow in confusion and he opens his mouth again to speak but closes it as I shake my head.
“Nothing,” I say through clenched teeth as I try to sit up.
“Reina,” he shouts, forcing my gaze back to him as I clench my jaw and try to breathe. I watch as he lifts a hand to his ear and tries to shake his head.
“I think…oh boy,” I hiss, watching as his eyes move to my lips. “I’m having contractions,” I groan.
“Speak up,” he commands, averting his eyes back to mine.
“I’m having contractions,” I shout even louder though he is merely centimeters from me. I watch his face fall. He shakes his head as he lifts both hands to his ears.
He can’t hear me.
Not a word.
Silently, I pull his hands from his ears and rest them over my belly.
A storm rages in the depths of his black eyes before he drops his gaze to my belly. His hands never leave me as I watch him cringe and struggle to sit up. I place my finger beneath his chin and tilt his head back so his eyes meet mine.
I love you.
My eyes whisper within the sound of silence.
“You,” he replies with deaf ears.
I take his hand, lay it flat against my chest and stare back at him.
Me.