My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 207

Evelyn

It took time to calm my racing thoughts, but even now, I had no answers. Still nothing but a plain sheet of blank covering my whole mind. Every corner.

I needed to hear it from Jacob-his opinion, his view. This wasn't just my decision or a race alone. It was ours.

We had to face this situation together...

For....

Our baby.

"I've looked into a few venues," Jacob murmured, brushing his thumb over my ring. The moonlight caught it, making it gleam. "I liked some, but a few need a closer look. You should come with me," he whispered, pressing a kiss to the side of my head, "Well, you are coming with me."

His warmth lulled me for a moment, my eyes fluttering shut.

"So, no more secrets like everything else?" I teased, a soft chuckle escaping as I leaned back against him. His chest met my back, his warmth hugging me and his nose grazed my neck as he inhaled deeply.

"If I could keep it a secret, I would," he deadpanned, making me laugh again. “But I want the venue to be your choice. Besides, not everything will stay hidden forever. I'll reveal the date in some grand way-if you don't sweet-talk it out of me first," he continued, "But don't worry, I will make sure you have enough time for your bacholerette and everything."

"Such generosity, Mr. Adriano." I kissed the back of his hand, turning to face him. His eyes met mine, steady and warm.

"So, tell me,” I said, steadying my voice, "what happens after the wedding?" "Obviously, a months-long honeymoon." His tone was light, but I didn't laugh. Not this time. If this was our usual moments-I'd have laughed. But nothing about the situation right now was light. It was scary, confusing and put all of our plans infront of hundreds of questions that maybe neither of us were ready to answer.

"Right. Silly me." My voice wavered, nerves tightening my chest. Still, I pressed on. "Now that we're getting married... have you thought about kids?"

He froze.

eyes, and the

early for kids," he said finally, his voice low. "I've planned so much for us already. There's no room for... that kind of burden

Burden.

cold blade, sinking into my chest and leaving

look at him, my heart holding on to a flicker of hope-hope that

of marriage wiping diapers

idea

imagined it—having a tiny soul between us, watching them grow, treasuring every fleeting moment of their childhood. That kind of love didn't feel

view on kids?" I asked, my voice tinged with disbelief. "I remember you once saying,

baby." His

he leaned

against mine. "I

any time soon. It's

'someday. And that someday?

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tone, something felt off-like he was holding

never

before I could stop it, and I saw him freeze. Tension rippled through him, but then, as if shaking it off,

body flush against his warmth. His hands rested on my hips as hë whispered, "I don't know about the future, baby." His lips brushed mine, his voice tender,

me. Slowly, deeply. And as his hands slid up my sides, pulling my dress away, his words lingered in the back of my

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warmth of Jacob's presence grounding me. I watched him as

was the