30| A simple hint

"Honey, I thought we already talked about this?" Here he goes again, spanking me through the phone. "No more night shifts, period." That sure sounded very strict in my ears.

"But—"

"No ifs and buts," He made it clear to me that he's not gonna listen to my crappy stories this time and I remain quiet like a piece of jelly. "You know am out of the country currently and going out at night and coming back the next morning will never be approved by me. I'm okay with you going during daylight not when it's dark, get it? Moreover, I told you to change the schedule."

A sigh escaped me and I groaned, sick and tired of how he feels insecurity about me. "I will, baby but at least for just this night. I promise to return as early as quick the next morning—"

"Tri, I've said my part. You're not gonna step out of the loft Tonight, get it?" I nod like he was probably standing next to me. "Besides, where the hell are you? Am hearing noise from every corner in the background."

"Oh," My finger tucking my hair at my ear. "I took Becca and Bella out for their ballet class."

"And Billy?" He's so much concerned about the kids.

"He went out with Shawn to the arcades. They should be home by now." I answered, softly.

"Okay." He sighed, feeling rest assured that everything is up to date over here. "Once my girls are done, make sure to get home on time. No exscuses, you hear me?"

I have no other options but to nod my head again like a lizard. "Of course, my love."

"Alright, bye, I love you. I'll call you later."

I blushed, my chins turning from pink to tomato red. "Yeah, I love you too."

We hung up after exchanging invisible kisses through the phone and I just pressed the phone against my chest, eyes shut. Why do I feel like I miss him so much?

He's only out of the country to play a match in Germany and would be back in two days time. But am just too selfish to wish he was just beside me 24/7. I really miss his presence and our cuddles.

I'm supposed to go for a night shift tonight but since he won't let me and I don't want to cross my boundaries and end up pissing him off, I'd just respect myself and do as he told me to.

Since our intimacy rises these past few weeks, all he cares about the most is me, the kids and my family. He doesn't even have much time for himself, so far everything is well with us over here.

I remained where I was seated, watching Becca and Bella's performance through the large glass window. I never thought I'd raise ballerinas in my kids but it's all shown now. I'm so proud of my girls, especially my only son, Billy who rock bottom killing it at the spelling bee competition that got him a free scholarship program that'd take him throughout his educational sector.

Good thing they took after their father's intelligence and not mine whom is just a dumbass.

I scroll through my phone, checking my social media pages of which I had abandoned for months. Thanks to my duke who subscribed a whole year for me now I don't get to beg for wifi or stress myself subbing each month.

To God be the glory, only three messages, thirty friend requests and fifty notifications.

"Miss him?"

Jesus Christ! Where did that come from? I startled, my phone almost slipping off my grasp. "Grandma?" My hand pressed against my chest. "Where did you come from?"

"Heaven above?" She laughed, taking a sit next to me. Since our stay here in Zürich, I've seen the most pretty part of grandma Sabrina. Where were all these great looks of hers all these while? Just take a very long look at how pretty she has become. No one would believe she's a great-grandmother of three.

I adjusted a bit on where I was seated so there could be enough space for her to occupy, "I never remember telling you I was taking Becca and Bella for their ballet class today."

"I asked the chauffeur to drop me where he dropped you guys." She confessed and I rolled my eyes. Oh really? "Besides, am the only one left at home. Gat to make myself useful, right?"

Hehehe, nice one grandma. She's the only old spy I know that never retires. Five nights ago, she saw Dexter and I going out on our first romantic candle night date. I remember denying, telling her I was going to watch Dexter play in the stadium. But do you mind telling me who goes to watch a match wearing a red handless strap dress?

And what about two nights ago before Dexter traveled? Still grandma caught us making out in the kitchen. It was so embarrassing and all she could say was, 'Sorry if I invaded your privacy, I'm just gonna take a cup and dash out.' Like seriously? I was so shy to go on and Dexter hated himself for not locking the door with the keys before proceeding.

When I didn't say anything, she added. "Listen, I know you two are a thing now. You can hide it from everyone but not me Infact, I already told the others."

Told the others?

"Grandma?!" My eyes big enough to swallow her up.

"What?" All she do is shrug. "Is it a bad thing?" She seriously have no shame picking her nose into other people's personal lives. "Look, I'll tell you that I've been craving for such a moment and good news since we moved here."

Today I come to realize that my grandmother have no bit of shame in her diary. An old woman who seriously can't mind her own business.

"He has turned you into something that never resembles you." She continued and I just hated myself for having her as my grandmother. "Look how glowing you are these days. Your flat ass, boobs and shapes are now fitted back to normal, tell me what he gave you to absorb? Let me guess? Like a sponge stuck in water?"

"Grandma?" I'm going to lose my brain cells if she doesn't stop.

Of course she wouldn't. "You're even getting fatter these days."

"Uh uh," I shook my head on that one with one finger indicating 'Point of correction' "You and I know that there's no possible way I'm going to get pregnant again. The chances are 50/50. So thin that it's impossible."

"What if he wants you to carry his seed?" Grandma's brow corked upwards and I asked my brain 'What do I say to her now'?

After a while, I forged out something pathetic. Mumbling in a sarcastic way. "Let's just forget about it. Dexter is never very much interested in having kids with me. I think whatever we are having is just a fling and nothing more. Besides, am just his girlfriend and not his wife. I won't hook up with him forever and he'll probably get tired of me soon, I guess."

What I never expected from grandma bursted out. She laughed hard, causing me to wear an expression of 'What's funny'? On my face. "You think?" She laughed again, "Let me give you a simple hint, Triana." She cleared her throat. "A man who will want to marry a single mother will first of all do one thing, my dear." She started counting her fingers starting from the pinky one. "Make sure to win the hearts of the kids of which he already succeeded in adopting them as his own children. My greatgrandkids now address him as DADDY. Number two, he'll also do the same thing to the woman's family. Shield them with care and much love and affection and so many support and here goes number three....." Okay, why is she smirking now? "He'll always have unprotected sex with the woman."

I gasped.

Damn. But come to think of it, it is true.

Must this be the reason why he hasn't been using condoms on me? Must this be the reason why he over dos it? We've been having raw sexual intercourse all these while. Now am thinking he must have been the one stealing away my birth control pills from where I kept them. He wants me to have his baby but not considering the risk am to follow. I don't have any other chances and if I risk it according to the gynecologist's statements, it's gonna take either my life or the life of the unborn child. Except I'll be lucky to deliver vaginally for the first time. I have to stay up on pills. I hope he understands when the time comes.

I thought of something in the deep silence, then, I gathered them together like an information before whispering them into grandma's ear. I'm glad she coded in cooperation with me as she nods her head.

It's a very strong secret that should be kept between us and she shouldn't make the mistake or attempts of disclosing it to anyone.