Chapter 118: Did You Bring Me Snacks?
"When are you back?" She held her elbows on the bed and got up, but Keith gently pressed her shoulders and shook his head to let her lie down.
Cathryn did what she was told. She laid down, her watery eyes blinked with light, and stared at Keith as if to inhale him inside.
"I just arrived," Keith said. "Don't sleep in the study room, and the sofa is not comfortable."
He had told her this before, but Cathryn got used to waiting for him every day. Keith had asked John to change a large sofa suitable for sleeping. However, this sofa looked narrow after Cathryn became more and more prominent.
He was still wearing his suit, and the tie was slightly messed on one side as if he had pulled it for a moment of relaxation. Not seeing him for a week, Keith still looked so beautiful, with eyes shining like the ocean waves and fog that lingers on the distant mountains after the rain.
Cathryn felt her heart pumping like a rabbit.
Worrying that she might lose control of herself, Cathryn shifted the subject.
"Did you bring me snacks?"
Amused, Keith nodded and said, "I will have them with you tomorrow."
"You are not going to work tomorrow?" She asked, looking excited.
"I'm done," Keith said. "I'm taking a day off tomorrow, and I won't have to be there every day in the future. I guess I am quite bored here; after all, it is only an island."
Listening to him speaking of his island that's bigger than the size of some countries in a tone of "This bedroom must be too tight for you since it's only 500 square feet," Cathryn tried to laugh at his joke and respond with a sincere "of course not." But her words were stuck in the throat by his next suggestion.
"Let's go out in a few days, check out where you want to visit, I will take you out on a trip. I believe the doctor had said it too, leisure travels are good for the baby."
Cathryn nodded, "Yes, it is time to go out. It was a bit boring on the island all day." They looked at each other in silence and burst out laughing.
The initial strangeness no longer existed, they could talk unaffectedly in the same room. Although Cathryn couldn't control her roaring inner beast when looking at Keith, she was very much indulged in that nervousness and wished it to last forever.
After some chat, Keith's spirit was overcome by fatigue and jet lag. The weariness on his face made him look older. Cathryn saw he was tired and moved herself farther on the bed and asked, "Would you like to lay down?"
They had slept together already, and now she was all paunchy and swollen. She supposed nothing could happen between them now.
Obviously, it was just her idea. For Keith, no matter how she looked, she was always full of temptation. Especially after a week of absence, he couldn't guarantee that he could restrain himself from doing anything.
Shaking his head, Keith answered, "I need a shower before that. Suppose you don't feel comfortable sleeping by yourself now. I will arrange for Jane to come over later."
He needed his female assistant because he was afraid that she would wake up hitting his swollen member again in the morning. The first time they could call it an accident, but not the second time.
Cathryn, confused about being rejected, realized what he had just said. She shook her head and smiled hard to cover her disappointment.
"It's fine, and I have no problem sleeping with myself. Anyways, I can call you if there's a problem, right?"
She reached her arm to get the button next to the bed.
This button goes to a bell set in Keith's bedroom. Whenever she pressed it, Keith could hear it and come over to help.
In fairy tales, the princess sometimes has a special rope that connects to her sweetheart. And she can always use it when she's in danger.
Cathryn and Keith didn't need a rope or lived in fairy tales. It was the 21st century, and he was a technician; everything could be done.
She worshiped him for that, even though he had repeatedly stressed that this was really simple.
Keith got up, his movements not as swift as before but rather reluctant. When he was ready to leave the room, she called his name.
Looking back, he saw Cathryn pulling up her nightgown with her lower body covered in a blanket as she exposed her round belly to him.
Cathryn's navel was in a beautiful round shape, the belly was a perfect oval sphere, her flesh pale and smooth, reflecting the light. He could even see the blood vessels on the belly.
"Would you like to kiss it?"
In order to keep the surprise, neither of them had inquired about the sex of the fetus. As old as it was now, its father and mother hadn't known the fact whether it was a son or a daughter.
He thought his heart had stopped a bit, for his heart's blood, mixed with his sweet and sour feelings, went spreading along the blood vessels to his whole body.
After a long stare, Keith walked back to the bed and bowed his head, and locked a warm kiss on Cathryn's belly. And as she was overwhelmed to speechlessness, he held his hands on either side of her head, leaned his head, and pecked on her cheek.
They couldn't be closer, she thought, she could feel his temperature and smell the fresh cologne rushing into her nose.
She was totally stunned.
"With pleasure, Miss Riley. Thank you so much for your hard work."
The low magnetic voice echoed in her ear, and Cathryn felt she was wet down below.
She might have a second child now. Keith just impregnated her with his voice.
Keith said the kiss was a thanks, and Cathryn could just take it as a thanks. As for how she understands it later, it's her own decision.