Page 54 of I Replaced His Husband
Adam didn’t answer. He only bit his lip.
Rain opened the car door for me, and I slid in.
On the ride back, Marco did most of the talking, going on about small-town medical care and how we needed to call my in-laws. Adam barely replied. Rain just stared out the window the whole time.
I didn’t know what to say. Should I thank him? Ask if he’d stay longer to continue the ‘support’? I had no idea.
But I did know one thing.
I was grateful.
And maybe… maybe a little more than that.
Because somewhere in the middle of all this madness, I realized something I hadn’t expected.
I had started to like Rain.
RAIN
That evening, after the doctor’s visit, things got kind of weird. First off, I wasn’t sure how to act. Should I be openly happy for Kay? That might come off like I was gloating, like my presence had made all the difference. Or my dick had.
I felt out of place, unsure if he even wanted me to stick around and keep helping him now that the pregnancy was doing so well.
I got so caught up in my own thoughts that I stayed in the shower way longer than usual, brooding and worrying, running through every possible scenario.
Slowly, but surely, fear took over. I really didn’t want him to send me away. The pregnancy situation was under control, sure, but what about his sexual cravings? Would they fade, or was he dead set on pushing through them? As far as I remembered, the main reason he brought me here was to improve his health. The relief I gave him was more of a bonus.
When I finally stepped out of the shower, I realized his wave should’ve already started. I rushed to his room.
Kay was curled up on his bed, cheeks flushed, totally naked, the blanket bunched up on the edge of his messy, misshapen nest.
I stopped for a second before walking closer. Something in me said I had to bring this up.
"Kay, I wanted to ask you something."
He blinked, his eyes locking onto mine.
"Maybe this isn’t the best time," he said, his legs slightly apart, his dick hard and dripping precum.
"Or maybe it’s the perfect time. I need to know what happens now. The pregnancy’s stabilized. But do you still want me here?" Saying it out loud was easier than I expected. It kind of just spilled out, like it couldn’t wait another second. Better to rip off the band-aid.
But his reaction hit harder than I was ready for. He sat up straight, his cheeks bright red, his eyes wild.
"Did I say I wanted you to leave?" His perfect brows were drawn so tight it looked painful.
I swallowed hard. "I need to hear it from you. I can’t just assume."
Kay let out an angry snort. "You think if you left, my health would just magically stay the same? It’d probably tank again. The cramps would come back, and the… cravings would get worse. I’d end up right back where I started."
"But you don’t know that for sure. Maybe you'd get a month or two before it got bad again."
His lips trembled. Frustration was building fast.
"I’m not risking my baby’s health just to see ifmaybethings will work out without you. If I wanted you gone, I’d say so. I don’t mess around when it comes to major decisions."
I didn’t answer right away. I just stared at him, wide-eyed, trying to read his face. That anger… it could’ve been comingfrom one of two places. Either he really, really wanted me to stay and didn’t know how to say it, or…
"Maybe it’s you who wants out," he said, his voice suddenly low and rough, his eyes narrowing.
