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are in this thing together and you
will come to realize that I am not a bad person after all.” She
gave a weak smile.
    It was
Lucy Yang who spoke in her quiet cultured voice with only a trace of
accent. “Ms. Hurley, I am sure you are a very nice young
woman,” the woman gave her a slight smile. “But we have a
tradition and we marry our own kind. We want the best for our son and
I am sure you appreciate that.” She poured more tea into the
cup and Rosa felt her stomach churning. She wanted to rail at them
and tell them she might not be as educated as they were but she could
hold her own. How dare they put her down like that. But taking a deep
breath, she drank down the tea and resolved not to let these narrow
minded people upset her. She had chosen to be with John and she had
to accept the good as well as the bad and it was not like she needed
their damn money.
    There
was no more talk about their being together and their having a baby
together. She was asked politely about her restaurant and how she
intended to find a way to fulfill her dreams.
    Rosa
answered just as politely. She wanted so much to get out of there but
she stayed, for John’s sake. He had started to argue but it
made no difference and they left shortly after.
    The
drive to his apartment was conducted in silence. Apart from the rigid
curling of his hands on the steering wheel, his face was
expressionless. Rosa did not know what to say to him and she did not
want to project her feelings on to him to make him feel worse. They
had made it plain as day, she did not belong to their family and even
though she was carrying their grandchild it made no difference to
them.
    He made
her some soup as soon as they reached the apartment and had taken off
their coats. It had been frigid outside and it was almost the end of
January. They had been getting some heavy snow falls.
    “I
am sorry,” he told her in anguish, kneeling before her and
placing his head in her lap. “I am sorry to put you through
that.”
    Rosa
combed her fingers through his hair, her expression tender. “You
have nothing to apologize for,” she told him. “It’s
what they are used to John and I cannot resent them for it, well
maybe I can but it’s what they know.”
    He stood
up abruptly and started pacing the floor. “I hate how rigid
they get!” he said tightly, his hands clenched. “This is
supposed to be the happiest time of our lives and they ruined it for
us.” He plowed his fingers through his hair and stood in front
of her, his expression grim.
    She
stood and her head felt dizzy and she swayed against him. He grabbed
her and pulled her into his arms. “What’s wrong?”
his voice was urgent as he lifted her and took her to the bedroom,
laying her gently on the bed. “Vertigo,” she told him,
placing a hand on her forehead as her eyes started to focus. “I
got up too fast.”
    “Are
you sure?” he asked her anxiously, peering at her face.
    “I
am sure,” she told him softly, pulling him down on the bed
beside her. “Can we forget about your parents for a little
bit?”
    “What
do you have in mind?” he asked her huskily, running a hand over
her face.
“I want to feel you inside me,” she told
him, one hand reaching down to cup him.
    He
uttered a groan and moved against her hand. “No problem,”
he ducked his head and captured her mouth with his, his tongue
probing hers as his hand went to work reaching under her skirt. He
slipped two fingers inside her, reaching deep and then pulling out to
rub her vulva with the wetness he had encountered inside her. Rosa
groaned and nipped his bottom lip with her teeth, drawing blood. He
felt the sting go through him and he cried out as she pulled his lip
into her mouth to suck the blood away. His erection bored through his
pants and he felt as if he was going to burst with desire. With a
sharp cry he released his penis and climbed on top of her. Both of
them were still fully dressed but they could not take the time to get
out