blessing. What the hell was wrong with me?
Time wa s what I needed. I had to process the news and figure out how to embrace it. I just prayed I hadn’t made Jenna feel like shit. I was hoping she’d understand I needed some space to get use to the idea. After all, she’d had more than a week. I could understand why, but at the same time she had waited so long. Because...she knew I would flip. Damn it! I did exactly what she thought I would do. It was no wonder she had waited.
Picking up my phone, I called my secretary. No answer. What time was it? I had forgotten it was seven in the morning. I thought about calling Jenna, but she might be sleeping. I texted her instead.
Good morning, babe. I’m in the office. I’ll be out all day. Let’s talk tonight.
Thinking about her made m e feel like shit. Though I couldn’t remember exactly what I had said to her, I thought that I might have said stuff that I shouldn’t have. Did I? Considering how I felt, it just dawned on me how Jenna must be feeling right now. She was the one who had to carry our child for nine months. Her body would be going through changes, not mine. She had to make physical accommodations, and maybe even mental ones, and here I was thinking of my selfish, greedy wants. I was an asshole.
I knew what I had to do from here on. First, I needed to give her peace of mind and let her know I was there with her every step of the way, then the rest would have to follow. Second, I needed a drink.
Chapter 8
Jenna
Stretching and yawning, I turned over to find Max, but he was not in bed. Rubbing my eyes, I propped myself a bit to see if he was in the room. When I didn’t see him, and instead discovered a note, my heart dropped. I didn’t know why I was so nervous. I thought it was a note telling me he didn’t want to be with me anymore. Being the carrier of not so good news had made me paranoid, but my heart rate quickly subsided when I read the note.
Max had never gone to work this early before. In fact, I knew his schedule better than he did, maybe even better than his secretary. He didn’t have a meeting until ten. This only proved that he needed time alone. I could understand, but why did it hurt so much?
My vision of how I would feel when I was pregnant was nothing like the reality—I should be ecstatic, my cheeks should be glowing—but I felt neither. Being pregnant had become a dark cloud over my head and I felt utterly depressed. Releasing a long, heavy sigh, I got ready for work.
The f irst thing I saw when I stepped inside the office was Matthew’s smiling face. He was standing by the whiteboard, glowing with happiness. It was good to see him this way. He was the only one in the office. I assumed the others hadn’t come in or were out and about somewhere in the building.
“Good morning, Jenna,” Matthew greeted, giving me a warm hug. “Max came in early today. Does he have an early meeting or did you kick him out?” Matthew let out a light chuckle. I knew he was joking, but I panicked at first.
“How did you know he was here early?”
“I swung by his office to drop off a document.”
“ Oh. I see. And by the way, I kicked him out,” I joked back, trying to hide my worries.
“And I deserved it.”
I flashed my eyes to where the sound of the voice beckoned me to surrender. Standing there with his arms resting on the door hinge, he took my breath away. It was the element of surprise, and seeing this beautiful man all suited up in a Hugo Boss suit, formed to his fine toned body, had me spellbound. But his words and his presence startled me. My heart did a funny flip. It was the love at first sight kind of flip, and at the same time one that stung really bad, like I was seeing an ex-boyfriend I still loved after a break up.
“You deserved it?” Matthew asked, narrowing his eyes with a question , and turned to me. “Want me to kick his ass for you?”
Max didn’t hear what Matthew had said; his eyes were still locked on
Time wa s what I needed. I had to process the news and figure out how to embrace it. I just prayed I hadn’t made Jenna feel like shit. I was hoping she’d understand I needed some space to get use to the idea. After all, she’d had more than a week. I could understand why, but at the same time she had waited so long. Because...she knew I would flip. Damn it! I did exactly what she thought I would do. It was no wonder she had waited.
Picking up my phone, I called my secretary. No answer. What time was it? I had forgotten it was seven in the morning. I thought about calling Jenna, but she might be sleeping. I texted her instead.
Good morning, babe. I’m in the office. I’ll be out all day. Let’s talk tonight.
Thinking about her made m e feel like shit. Though I couldn’t remember exactly what I had said to her, I thought that I might have said stuff that I shouldn’t have. Did I? Considering how I felt, it just dawned on me how Jenna must be feeling right now. She was the one who had to carry our child for nine months. Her body would be going through changes, not mine. She had to make physical accommodations, and maybe even mental ones, and here I was thinking of my selfish, greedy wants. I was an asshole.
I knew what I had to do from here on. First, I needed to give her peace of mind and let her know I was there with her every step of the way, then the rest would have to follow. Second, I needed a drink.
Chapter 8
Jenna
Stretching and yawning, I turned over to find Max, but he was not in bed. Rubbing my eyes, I propped myself a bit to see if he was in the room. When I didn’t see him, and instead discovered a note, my heart dropped. I didn’t know why I was so nervous. I thought it was a note telling me he didn’t want to be with me anymore. Being the carrier of not so good news had made me paranoid, but my heart rate quickly subsided when I read the note.
Max had never gone to work this early before. In fact, I knew his schedule better than he did, maybe even better than his secretary. He didn’t have a meeting until ten. This only proved that he needed time alone. I could understand, but why did it hurt so much?
My vision of how I would feel when I was pregnant was nothing like the reality—I should be ecstatic, my cheeks should be glowing—but I felt neither. Being pregnant had become a dark cloud over my head and I felt utterly depressed. Releasing a long, heavy sigh, I got ready for work.
The f irst thing I saw when I stepped inside the office was Matthew’s smiling face. He was standing by the whiteboard, glowing with happiness. It was good to see him this way. He was the only one in the office. I assumed the others hadn’t come in or were out and about somewhere in the building.
“Good morning, Jenna,” Matthew greeted, giving me a warm hug. “Max came in early today. Does he have an early meeting or did you kick him out?” Matthew let out a light chuckle. I knew he was joking, but I panicked at first.
“How did you know he was here early?”
“I swung by his office to drop off a document.”
“ Oh. I see. And by the way, I kicked him out,” I joked back, trying to hide my worries.
“And I deserved it.”
I flashed my eyes to where the sound of the voice beckoned me to surrender. Standing there with his arms resting on the door hinge, he took my breath away. It was the element of surprise, and seeing this beautiful man all suited up in a Hugo Boss suit, formed to his fine toned body, had me spellbound. But his words and his presence startled me. My heart did a funny flip. It was the love at first sight kind of flip, and at the same time one that stung really bad, like I was seeing an ex-boyfriend I still loved after a break up.
“You deserved it?” Matthew asked, narrowing his eyes with a question , and turned to me. “Want me to kick his ass for you?”
Max didn’t hear what Matthew had said; his eyes were still locked on
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