In a few months he had gone from wanting jack shit in terms of relationships to being partially bonded – that was a lot for someone like him. He might not feel ready yet. Hell, given Gio’s nature, there was a chance he hadn’t pictured ever having any kids. Not that Danica would have agreed to
never have any, but she would have agreed to give him time. It would hurt to find out he didn’t want this baby, but that could very well be the case and she knew she had to prepare herself for that – mostly so that she could refrain from clawing his eyes out. It was amazing just how protective she was of this unborn life already.
She wasn’t sure how long she had sat there planning what she would say and panicking as the right words wouldn’t come when she heard Gio call out her name. Shit. "I’ll be out in a sec." Apparently that wasn’t good enough for him as he then rose from the bed and began unsteadily making his way to the bathroom.
"Danica, what’s wrong?"