Chasing Castles (Finding Focus #2) by Jiffy Kate

Author:Jiffy Kate [Kate, Jiffy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 30628682
Publisher: Enchanted Publications
Published: 2016-08-29T23:00:00+00:00

Tristan and I have orbited around each other all day. I’ve stayed out of his way, and he seems to be avoiding me. My stomach is in knots, and I don’t know if it’s because of my nerves or the baby.

I’m still trying to come to terms with that.

I guess I better get used to it, because if my calculations are right, and I think they are, I’m almost two months along . . . or more. But from what I read online, it says most morning sickness usually happens in the first trimester, or in my case all day sickness. The waves of nausea hit me at random. The only good thing is that I also read morning sickness is a positive thing. It means your pregnancy hormones are high, which is good.

I honestly don’t know how I missed the signs. When I didn’t have a period last month, I didn’t think much about it. I chalked it up to a crazy schedule and lack of sleep. That’s happened to me before, so I didn’t worry . . . and honestly, I kinda forgot about it.

When I see Tristan pack up his messenger bag, I know it’s about that time. Part of me wants to make up an excuse to stay here a little longer, avoiding the inevitable, but the other part of me wants to go back to his apartment and get it over with.

That thought makes it sound like I’m telling him bad news, but I don’t feel like this is bad news.

A baby is never a bad thing.

I keep telling myself that and hope that if I stay positive about it, Tristan will be too.

“Are you ready?” he asks, flipping off a few lights on his way to my desk.

“Uh, yeah, just let me grab my bag,” I tell him.

“Sushi?” he asks.

My eyes grow wide, and I freeze as I’m bending over.

That was the first thing I looked up this morning, the dos and don’ts of pregnancy. Sushi is one of the things you’re not supposed to eat.

“Uh,” I say, delaying. “I’m still not feeling well. Sushi probably wouldn’t be a good choice.”

Tristan lets out a frustrated sigh like I just ruined his whole evening.

“Fine,” he says, “what sounds good to you, Camille?” His tone is so condescending, I’d like to shove my knee right in his balls, but I don’t want the evening to start out with a fight.

“You know what, sushi is fine. I’ll just get some soup or something.”

“No, it’s fine, Mon Cheri,” he concedes, a change in his tone. “How about a muffuletta from Cochon Butcher? You like those, right?” His voice has turned sweet as he walks up to me and wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me to him. This is Tristan; he’s a complete ass one minute, and then he tries to make up for it the next.

“That sounds amazing,” I tell him, leaning into his chest. I really could use a soft place to land right now, and I hope Tristan can be that.

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