Page 3 of Levi
We’ve only told our security and Dr.Jordan about the baby for now.I’m hoping this problem that we’re facing will be over soon, and once we find out the sex of the baby, then we plan on making an announcement to the world and family.I know our families will be ecstatic and now that I’ve gotten over my panic, I’m overjoyed with becoming a father.I wasn’t at first, but once I settled down and heard Saylor and Dr.Jordan out, I knew this is what I was meant to do.
I watch as she talks with the hostess and get a heavy rock in the pit of my stomach.The sunny sky is now turning to gloom in my gut.Saylor approaches the table in the middle of the room and people are starting to recognize us.We are usually shown to a private room or corner to keep out of the public eye but not today.Today I needed this to be public.
She has a breathtaking smile on and it makes me feel like shit.
“Hey, baby.”She comes over and I make no move to get up from my chair.All the years of manners have just been thrown out, and my mother would slap me upside of my head for this.
Saylor gives me a curious look, then bends down to give me a kiss.Just as she reaches my lips, I quickly turn my head and give her my cheek.
“Levi?”Saylor gasps and a hurt look graces her face.
Showtime.
I gesture for my wife to take a seat but still make no move to help her in her chair.Her small four-and-a-half-month pregnant bump gets my attention.I swear her body changes every day, and it takes all my might not to touch her.
Focus on the goal, Levi.
She orders a lemon water and we give our lunch order.As much of a prick as I’m about to be, she needs to eat before I follow through with this.
Saylor tries to hold a conversation with me the entire time, but I’ve only responded with short, clipped responses.After she’s taken her final bite, she places her fork down with a clatter and throws her napkin across the plate.
Here we go.
“Levi, talk to me.What’s wrong, you’re not being yourself today?”
Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I place my napkin over my uneaten plate and steel my face toward my worried wife.
I’m sorry baby, please forgive me!
“I can’t do this anymore.”
“Do what?”She scrunches her face in the most adorable way.
Taking my finger, I wave it back and forth between us.
“This.”
“W-what?”
“This.Weare not working.”
Her eyes are frantically roaming all over my face, but I keep stoic.Never showing any weakness.That’s the first thing I learned in Law School.My heart is breaking right now as I watch her whole demeanor deflate.Her hormones have been all over the place lately and I hate to be the cause of any of this right now.
“I was having doubts the morning of our wedding but thought it was just nerves.I really wish I’d listen to Dr.Jordan about being engaged longer instead of rushing things.It was my bad.”
The silence is deafening and I’m not sure how many minutes pass before she speaks but it feels like hours.
“Is this some kind of joke?Levi, this isn’t funny.”
Don’t make me have to get nasty, baby.Just get mad then storm out.
“There’s no joke.I want out.This isn’t something that is appealing to me anymore.I liked my old lifestyle better.”I shrug like it’s not a big deal and toss back the rest of my drink and signal to the waiter for another.She sits there in shock as I take another sip of my newly poured drink, and try my damnedest to appear bored with this subject.
“Isn’t appealing anymore?What the fuck’s that supposed to mean?”Her voice raises, and I see people taking more notice of us.I knew this might be harder for her, to be blindsided.We’ve been so happy lately and there haven’t been any warning signs for this to occur.
I’m sorry baby.This is the only way.
“Our lifestyle.It’s just not enough now.I tried, but I’m not fulfilled.Blaire was right in that I needed way more than you could ever give me.”
