60 60. Overheard

"That's enough idle talk, you must mind my words— no intimate intercourse until the baby arrives" Sir Dominic brings his hands to close in a loud clap, making me jump even as I lay down on the bed.

"You can't be real." I tell him, shaking my head as I process his words in my mind.

He can't be seriously ordering me to remain celibate until this baby decides to pop out. I can possibly handle nine months of celibacy

"I am being very real here, Mister Drane." Sir Dominic stands, as though he is a lecturer who is about to reprise all that lecture he had given before. I tense up my body in dread, this can't be.

At this moment, the door buckles open with a flurry of motion and Elian appears, standing straight at the doorway. He's taking deep huffed breaths and his chest heaves with a huge sigh when his eyes fall on me.

"Elian!" I exclaim as soon as I see him, "Sir Dominic says we can have sex as long as you keep your pheromones in."