29 - Happiness + 77 - Test
Kate curled into their sheets, counting the seconds in her head. Her impatience was at an all time high while she waited quietly, not wanting to disturb him. He’d come in late that night from a local signing she’d had to miss because of a case and she wasn’t even sure then when he’d finally fallen asleep. It helped too that the silence was her piece of mind while she waited.
There was no way she was wrong. Her monthly visitor had taken a vacation for the first time in years and surely she could chalk it up to stress because of the back-to-back cases they’d been receiving lately, but she knew she’d only be pulling the wool over her eyes. Her visitor had been on time, very on time, like clockwork for nearly twenty-two years.
It was impossible that she took a vacation and was just delaying for five weeks. (God, when she counted it, it seemed so much worse. How had she gone nearly two months without realizing?) She numbly traced her finger across the sheets while she counted to a hundred and twenty seconds in her mind. Just another sixty to go.
She tried to think clearly of what their future was. Oh sure, they joked about things and danced around the subject but they’d never sat down and talked about how many they’d want; in what succession; nothing. She felt like she was drowning by the time the timer on her phone went off and she scurried out of bed.
She was right, of course. She stared at it a beat longer before she snapped the cap back on and placed it in her side of the vanity and went back to bed. As she settled beneath the comforters, she stared at her husband as she slept, feeling the bubbling sensation of happiness in her core. He’d be happy too, she thought, and severely overprotective. She fought off the initial stage of a groan and curled closer to him, running her hand across her still-flat stomach.
Later, she thought as her eyes drifted closed. They’d talk about it later.