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I want her not only tonight or tomorrow but next week, next year and every single day after that.
I want it to be just the three of us. No one else.
And if I gave my way, it will be.
26
CHLOE
Things have shiftedbetween me and Liam. Ever since our night together a month ago things have shifted.
And I think that they shifted in a good way.
I won’t lie and say that we haven’t repeated that night because we have. Almost every night, I wind up in his bed and he makes me feel so damn good that I sleep all through the night which helps when you have a watermelon attached to your body.
Not only am I sleeping in his bed and let him take care of every single urge that my body has, we’ve also been a lot more affectionate towards each other.
We hold hands when we go to the grocery store.
He wraps his arms around me when we sit on the couch and watch Knight game replays or a movie.
And we’ve been kissing each other whenever we want.
That one right there, has taken me some time to get used to but now, I look forward to every single kiss that Liam gives me. No matter how small.
The big question though is, are we together?
And all I can say is, I don’t know.
We’re acting like a couple. We have sex like two individuals that are in a relationship. Hell, I only step into my room to grab a change of clothes.
But we haven’t talked about it.
There hasn’t been any conversation regarding our relationship status and I don’t know if there ever will be.
I made myself clear from the beginning, even before I found out that I was pregnant, that I wasn’t going to jump into a relationship. That I had priorities to take care of.
But now I might unknowingly be in a relationship with someone.
Liam and I should really talk about that.
It’s been something that I’ve been wanting to bring up but something always gets in the way.
But today though, it has to be the day because I’m tired of being unsure.
Unsure of my relationship status isn’t the only thing that has been taking over my mind this morning.
Another thing has been homesickness, something that hit me like a pound of rocks this morning.
In all of my adult life, I can’t remember a time where I was so homesick that just the thought of seeing my mom brought tears to my eyes.
Usually before I got to this point, I would book the first flight to Austin and spend enough time with my family that I can hold myself over until the next time.
But since I put myself on the no fly list because I didn’t want to risk anything, I didn’t go home. Now that I want to, I really can’t because I’m so far along in my pregnancy that Dr. Long says it’s a risk.
I should have taken Liam up on his offer to fly my family here, but I couldn’t do it given everything he’s already done for me and the baby.
Letting me live at his place without paying a dime.
