Eight

I find Harry making some coffee and a glass of chocolate milk and pancakes on the side. It's been twelve days since we moved to this apartment that Harry bought since he wanted a break from traveling. Two weeks since I went to the hospital and a week since I got the job. I eat my breakfast so fast and rinse the dishes after Harry is done with his too and place them in the dish washer.

Since I told Harry about my pregnancy, he has been a mother hen and so overprotective. He even drops me to work and picks me up. Most coworkers think that he's my boyfriend and we made no attempt to correct it. Maybe we just don't care to do it.

We arrive the C and S Company building fifteen minutes later and as always Harry takes me to the building ensuring that I'll call him when I'm done. I really need to buy a car.

Harry kisses my forehead before turning as I enter the building.