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.

flicker of something unspoken passed through his eyes, and the silence between us stretched until

finally, his voice low. "I've planned so much for us already. There's no room for... that

Burden.

blade, sinking into

a burden, Jacob," I said softly, cupping his face. I pulled back just enough to look at him, my heart holding on to

first year of marriage wiping diapers and cleaning up messes instead of traveling the world

idea

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

start having such a... depressing view on kids?" I asked, my voice tinged with disbelief. "I remember you once saying, 'Someday, I want you to

baby." His voice

he leaned closer, his

mine. "I

any time

'someday. And that someday?

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Taking it seriously?" He raised an eyebrow, and despite his casual tone, something felt off-like he was holding back a truth I

you never want

question slipped out before I could stop it, and I saw him freeze. Tension rippled through him,

pulled me into his lap with a fluid motion. My legs wrapped around his waist my 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, soothing. "But right

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

***

bodies, the warmth of Jacob's presence grounding me. I watched him as he slept, his face

was the doctor's