Norma's POV

For a moment, I can't think of a way to respond. I feel so selfish because as happy as I am for them, I still can't resist the jealousy that washes over me. Alex tenses up beside me, but he is much quicker with his response. Much better at covering up what he's feeling.

"Oh you guys, that's incredible news!" he says, standing up and hugging Emma before patting Dylan on the shoulder.

I sit for a second longer, frozen before I realize it's my turn to say something. Alex turns back to me, raising an eyebrow and asking, "Isn't that wonderful news, Norma?"

I recover before they notice my hesitation.

"Wow! I'm so happy for you two!" I say, standing up to hug them both.

Later that evening, when I finally get a moment to myself while Alex finishes cleaning up downstairs, I sit at my vanity, brushing my hair absentmindedly and trying to sort through my racing thoughts. When I meet my gaze in the mirror, I notice that they glisten slightly with unshed tears.

I lay my head down on my arms and let just a few tears escape when I hear a gentle tap on the doorframe, although the door is already open. I assume it's Alex so when I hear a softer voice, I startle slightly and lift my head.

"Norma?" Emma says. I wipe my eyes quickly and turn to face her, smiling.

"Hi sweetie, what's up?" I ask.

Her concern is immediately evident and she walks towards me, sitting on the edge of the bed across from my chair and asks, "What's wrong?"

"Oh it's really nothing, Emma. Please don't worry," I say and take her hand in both of mine.

"Please tell me, Norma. You've been acting strange all night and now you're crying, so I know something's wrong."

I consider lying but quickly decide against it. She'll find out eventually.

"It's just that Alex and I want to have a baby but when we got tested, the doctor said our chances were slim. And please don't get me wrong, I am so incredibly happy for you and Dylan. But when you said you were pregnant... I don't know.. It was just hard to hear, I guess."

She moves to sit next to me on the bench, wrapping her arm around me and rubbing my shoulder. "Oh Norma, I'm so sorry. I had no idea," she says quietly.

"It's fine, sweetie. It's not your fault. And we decided that we're still going to try, so it's not like it's impossible."

"Oh that's so exciting!" she says, pulling back to smile at me. "I know it will happen for you guys."

I take her tiny face in my hands and kiss her forehead before hugging her tightly.

"Thank you, honey," I whisper.

"Am I interrupting something?" Alex asks after clearing his throat from where he's standing in the doorway.

I pull back to find him leaning against the frame, watching us and my heart skips a beat. His smile lights up his face and he looks absolutely beautiful.

"No, hun, come on in," I say.

Emma stands up and heads towards the door. "Well, I'll leave you to it," she says, turning around to wink at me before patting Alex on the shoulder.

"Night, Em," Alex says, watching me as he steps further into the room. "Are you alright?" he asks, walking over to stand in from of me, taking my face in his hands.

"Yeah, it's just been a weird day," I say, smiling at him. He looks unconvinced so I stand up and wrap my arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. We stay like this for a few moments before he whispers, "Do you want to talk about it?"

I shake my head quickly and pull back to look in his eyes. "I don't want to talk," I say back, glancing down at his mouth.

A hint of a smile play on his lips as he says, "What would you like to do then?"

A mischievous smile slowly spreads across my face and I whisper, "I've got some ideas," before stretching up to kiss him gently.

He breaks away from my lips almost as soon as they make contact. I glance up at him questioningly and he smiles back at me.

"Did you forget that there are other people here?" he laughs.

In all honesty, I almost did forget. I smile wickedly at him before walking towards the door and closing it, looking over my shoulder at him as I turn the lock. When I turn back, his eyes bore holes in mine and he slowly begins to unbutton his shirt. As we walk towards each other slowly, we undress ourselves, leaving us completely exposed by the time we meet in the center of the room.

Our movements are slow and measured, both of us basking in the feeling of being alone together. He reaches up to run his fingers down the column of my neck, across my collarbones, ghosting over my nipples and making me shiver. My eyes close and my head falls back slightly, a smile forming on my lips.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers when his hands come to rest on my hips. I open my eyes and my gaze falls to his chest, reaching out to stroke his perfectly chiseled abs.

"What did I do to deserve you?" I ask as his muscles twitch under my fingertips and his breathing turns to quick, quiet gasps.

I look back up at his face and his eyes have turned darker somehow and he watches me intently. My breath hitches in my throat and I lean forward to softly press my lips to his. He groans low and deep, spinning me around and slowly walking me backwards until I feel the edge of the bed against the backs of my knees.

He lowers me onto the sheets without breaking the kiss and covers my body with his. My legs naturally come up to cradle his hips and we lay like this for several minutes, kissing each other slowly until he reaches out to hitch one of my legs up around his waist.

My shocked gasp quickly turns to a moan when I feel him rub against me. He pulls back, cradling my face between his palms and stares lovingly at me for a moment.

Without breaking his gaze, I reach down to line him up with my entrance and press my other hand into the small of his back. He takes the hint, pushing into me with a quick drop of his hips.

"I love you, Norma," he sighs against my lips when he is fully buried inside me.

"I love you too. So much," I moan back kissing him deeply.

He thrusts slow and gentle and on any other night but tonight, I would be begging him to speed up, but to be honest, this is exactly what I need right now. We rock together, our tongues lazily tangling and our breathing turning rapid.

I can feel myself building towards my climax slowly but surely and he kisses every part of my face softly until his rhythm changes and he leans down to nip my neck.

I shudder beneath him and my nails come up to claw at his back when I feel my body tighten around him. We come quietly together, clinging to one another desperately and whispering desperations of our love.

When his breathing slows, he looks in my eyes and laughs. "You're gonna be the death of me, woman," he whispers and I giggle, turning onto my side to kiss him.

"I don't know why my sex drive has been so crazy lately!" I reply.

"Hey, I'm not complaining!" He laughs, pulling me onto his chest and kissing the top of my head. I snuggle into him and after a few minutes, I freeze, sudden realization washing over me.

When Alex feels the tension in my body, he raises his head and rubs my back gently. "What's wrong?" he asks.

I begin doing calculations in my head and when I'm finished, I count again.

I'm a week late.

No, I think to myself. It can't be!

Suddenly, everything makes sense. I had been so emotional the past couple weeks and wanted sex all the time.

I raise my head up to look at him, tears filling my eyes and my smile so wide that my cheeks begin to hurt.

He smiles back at me, confusion in his eyes. "What is it?" he asks.

"Alex... I... I think I'm pregnant."