14: Feisty little thing

We arrived from Paris on Monday. I wanted to go home straight but Damien said to take a few days to calm myself down. He was right. If I have to see my dad in this rage, I'll probably hate myself later on.

A knock on my bedroom door startled me. I covered myself up with the blanket.

"Come in"

The door cracked opened revealing Mrs Rose. The house help. Damien had left for work. I guess we're back to this. I'll hardly see him now. As much as my time in Paris wasn't pleasant, it brought me closer to Damien and I couldn't be anymore happier.

"Good morning madam" Rose stood by my side with a smile plastered on her face.

"Rose. How was your weekend?"

"I should ask you that ma'am" she dropped a basket of clean bedsheets. "Mr Forrest said to change the sheets"

I groaned inwardly. Damien didn't have to do that. Since we got married, I've been changing the sheets. Even if he doesn't know that. Rose can't do everything, she needs a break.

"Drop it off. I'll do it"

"Mr Forrest..."

"Rose I want to have pancakes for breakfast" I told her and she was staring at me well amused. "I love your pancakes. And with strawberry toppings"

She smiled. "Alright ma'am. But Mr Forrest said to have breakfast in bed"

I scowled. If he wanted me to have breakfast in bed, he would've stayed home and made me something. Can he even boil an egg?

"I'd have it in the balcony" I got out of bed and take the blanket with me.

"As you wish" Rose said and walked out. God damn it! Damien! If he starts treating me like a baby because I'm pregnant, I won't have it.

I took the blanket off when I found my robe. It laid by the bed.  Of course. He just had to do that. I'm sure there's a written note saying I shouldn't work.

I made my way downstairs feeling really lightheaded. My night was great. I slept better in a long time. Rose appeared from the kitchen with a note from Damien.

Please stay home. Love you.

******

Maybe I was just being paranoid but I couldn't help stomping my feet on the floor like a child. Damien even took my car keys and I'm not sure I want to drive any of his cars out without his knowledge.

"Your assistant is calling" Rose handed me my phone. I was recently seating on a beanbag doing nothing but browsing through the internet. I've read through pages I've read before, even. I picked the call from Tanya.

"Hey boss. You coming to work?"

I glared at my wristwatch. It's past twelve and she's just calling me to Ask that? How punctual.

"No. I can't"

"Oh...I see" she was probably rubbing her tummy. That made me rub mine.

"But I'll be at work tomorrow. Is that meeting with Co pets and stores tomorrow or when?"

"It's tomorrow"

Ah!..I sipped on my coffee, suddenly missing work. If this is how Damien plans to keep me at home because I'm pregnant, I'll jump his bones.

"Cool. " the noise of a paper bag shuffling in the background made me sit up.

"Your having oil foods? I thought you were allergic?" I asked her.

"I'm not completely vegetarian" that's funny. Once she said she's never eaten meat. I bet it's her pregnancy hormones. I know how that feels. I never like pickles but right now, I'm just craving it. "Don't worry. You'll get used to it"

"What?"

"Chloe told me you're pregnant, Jay" I could feel her rolling her eyes at me. "How far gone are you?"

"Eight weeks"

"Early stage huh?"

I moved my legs around once in a while. Sitting down is not really comfortable for me right now. I've been like this for hours.

"What exercises did you do when you were in your early stage?" I find myself asking her with so much interest.

"I did a lot of yoga, spa and relaxing with friends" she said the last part like a grudge and I couldn't help but laugh. "Seriously. I can't remember the last time you hung out with me. Outside of work"

"I'm sorry Tan. You know how Damien is"

"How about we meet up friday night. Drinks on me" Tanya hailed.

"Drinks?"

"When a pregnant woman says drink, she means Milk or some fruit juice shit. Get used to it" Tan said and I laughed. Sure sounds like fun.

"Alright then. But Chloe will tag along" I added and Tan chuckled.

"We don't have a choice"

*****

I saw the flash of Damien's car light and I knew he was back. I was seating by the big window. It's a nice view from here. Can see almost all of Miami. I looked at the book in front of me. I've read it twice today. The room door opened and I picked the book gluing it to my face. Damien shuffled around and then approached me. I could feel him staring at me. Boring holes into my back but I didn't say a word or turn around.

"I know your not reading, babe. The  lights are off" he said and that had me wondering why I was sitting in the dark. I crossed my legs relaxing more into the big pillow I was neatly laying on. Damien sighed and sat on the big window too. It could feet for a nice couch while watching the city.

"Jay, I know your mad at me"

I unconsciously nodded.

"I'm sorry but you have to understand something. I'm only looking out for you"

Anger shot up through me as I got up.

"Well, you know what? Big brother, I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself!" I snapped. I closed the book I was reading and left it on the window. Damien followed me.

"Why must you be always difficult!" He exclaimed and I knew his patience was running out but I stood my ground. He's not bossing me anymore.

"Difficult? You're the one that took my car keys!"

"Because I knew you'd be stubborn enough to still leave the house!"

We were yelling at each other now and definitely not helping the situation. I pressed my fingers to the bridge of my nose. Damien arms came around me hugging me tight. I tried to pull away but his hold was firm. Not letting go and promising not to.

"Why must we always fight" his voice was low as he spoke into my hair and that was definitely not a question. But I answered.

"Because you're too headstrong and bossy"

Damien inhaled but remained still.

"I'll let you go to work from tomorrow" he broke the hug settling his eyes on my face.

"I would've gone either way" I mumbled and he frowned. I heard him mutter something incoherent but I'm sure I heard stubborn woman. I chuckled.

"What were you saying"

"I'll assign a bodyguard for you"

I clapped my hands like a KG child. "Wow. One baby seater isn't enough?"

Damien ran his hands through his hair. He was clearly angry but I didn't expect what he did next. My hands were pinned above my head as his lips tackled mine in a haste. Our tongues clashed like titans war and when we broke free to catch our breaths, his gaze focused on my lips.

"You're getting a bodyguard" he stressed each word emphasizing his point. I nodded. One kiss and I've lost my senses. He was standing so close to me I found it hard to concentrate. "Ok?"

"Ok"