Chapter 19 Message

• ~Jenna~
• I wipe my mouth with the hand towel I have next to me. I push the mat out of the way and lay down, letting my face touch the cold tile. Shit, this is the worst. I mean, it’s bad enough that it’s morning sickness, but the fact that I get it any time other than morning makes this worse.
• Sparks erupt on my lower back, and I can’t help the smile that grows on my face. The toilet is flushed, and I feel his warmth behind me. “You know, if anyone were to come in here, they would think we were crazy to be lying on the bathroom floor like this.” I chuckle.