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"Thank you, Rose." I kissed the top of her head, caressing her arm until I felt her deep breaths.
Chapter 44
Lucas’ P.O.V.
Rose had fallen asleep on my chest, relaxing me, and allowing me to find sleep faster than usual. I woke up to my Rose straddling my lap. I smirked, loving the feel of her naked body over mine. She was rubbing herself against me when she suddenly got off me at a run. She went straight to the bathroom. I hurriedly chased after her, seeing her lean over the toilet. I frowned, walking towards her. She tried to shoo me away with her hand as she vomited, but I ignored it. I grabbed her hair, holding it back for her, and rubbed her back as she threw up a little more. When she finished, she rinsed her mouth in the sink, staring at me in the mirror.
"I'm sorry you had to see that." She blushed, feeling embarrassed about it.
"Don't apologize, Rose. It's my fault for getting you pregnant. Let me be here to hold your hair and rub your back as you vomit, because it's the only thing I can do. I wish I could do the whole morning sickness part for you, but since I can't, will you let me do this at least?" I asked her, looking back at her in the mirror.
She blushed but nodded her head yes. I leaned forward, kissing her shoulder.
"Thank you, Rose. How are you feeling now?"
"Guilty."
"What?! Why?" Her answer had caught me off guard, making me furrow my brow in concern.
"I worked you up and then ran away to throw up." She pointed to the semi hard on I sported.
"I don't care. Don't feel guilty. I'll have my way with you later, when you're feeling better," I promised her with a wink.
"Sounds good to me." I wiggled my eyebrows at her, making her giggle lightly.
"How about we get dressed and you take me to your favorite breakfast place?" I suggested with a smile.
"My favorite breakfast place would be Mrs. Daniels' house, but I doubt that is a real option. So we'll go to my second favorite."
"Ooo, who's Mrs. Daniels?"
"Ian's mom. She's the sweetest and always makes the best food."
"Hmm, I see." I need to get Rose and Mom to get along more, especially now. She should think of Mom as fondly as she doesMrs. Daniels.
"I want to meet this Mrs. Daniels, and Ian, of course." My curiosity was at an all-time high about Ian. What's he like in person, outside of her journals and his social media? I still can't believe her dad had kept those letters from her all this time.I wonder if she's read any yet?
"Okay. I'll see if they're free today."
We both got dressed as Rose texted Ian. I didn't realize she had gotten his number while here. I should have figured, but I didn't, and now I feel sour about it. I am trying not to be some controlling, jealous boyfriend, but some of her journal entries keep playing in my head about how amazing she found him. She smiled at the screen as he responded. I wrapped my arm around her waist, resting my chin on her shoulder and looking at her phone.
Olive:Can I come over for breakfast? I have someone I want you guys to meet.
#1 Best Friend:Ooo, you know I love meeting new people, and if they have your seal of approval, they must be great. I'll let mom know to make your favorites. It's still strawberry pancakes and bacon, right?
Olive:Sure is!
I wonder why she saved him as #1 best friend. I'm pretty sure that title is Hailey's now. I'm surprised Ian remembers her favorites. Her favorite is actually a banana nut muffin now, but I guess for Ian it is different. Ian knows more about my Rose than I do. I don't have to be a mind reader to know that. He got to know her for two years and I've only been around two months, but it's okay, I have a lifetime to get to know her better.
"So can we go?" I asked her, pretending not to know the answer.
"We can go."
She smiled so brightly at me, making me smile as well. There's no way you can't smile back when you see her face light up. We headed out, and Rose let me drive. She directed me as we went, pointing out buildings and places where she used to hang out. I loved seeing her enjoy telling me these things. She was so excited as she spoke about it all. By the time we got there, my mood had skyrocketed.
"I think you and Ian will hit it off. He's a very nice guy. Oh, and his mom is the absolute best! I can't even begin to tell you about her amazing cooking!" Rose was talking so fast as we approached the door. She used the black iron knocker, not holding still as she waited. She was adorable when she was excited.
"I can't wait to meet the people who helped you when you were younger."
