VI. Four Month Blow
It hit her at an odd time, really.
She was almost five months along; standing in the kitchen, making chocolate chip pancakes. With Nick.
And she realized it.
He reached over and blew flour in her face and grabbed the measuring cup. She flung some in his face, and, as he retreated to his own side of the counter, their arms brushed. Nothing serious, after all, it happened all the time, as making breakfast had become a ritual for the two of them.
Her arm tingled.
She frowned. What was that?
He looked over at her. "Y'okay?" he asked, and touched her shoulder lightly, dark eyes brimming with concern.
There it was again. It tingled.
"I'll be right back," she replied vaguely, and slipped out to the bathroom. She sat on the edge of the bathtub, thinking. An uncontrollable laugh bubbled up in her throat, and burst out before she could stop it. Her lips lifted upward in an almost giddy smile.
This is ridiculous.
She laughed again and got up, exiting the bathroom and joining Nick in the kitchen.
"Are you sure you're okay, Catherine?" he queried.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her blue eyes were alight with- excitement? He cocked an eyebrow. "What is it?"
She shook her head. "Nothing."
They worked for a while in silence, until Nick reached over again and once more blew flour in her face. She giggled, "Nicky, stop it!"
He tucked a stray lock strawberry-blonde hair behind her ear. "What?" he grinned impishly, suddenly very alert and aware of how close they were. He leaned in the slightest bit, waiting for any objection from her.
He got none.
Closing the gap between them, he brought his lips down to meet hers in a brief kiss- or, at least, that's what he thought it would be, until she responded against his mouth, sliding her arms around his neck and deepening the kiss. He pulled her closer, toying with the ends of her hair with his fingers, his lips never leaving hers.
When the need for oxygen became greater, he pulled away with a great effort, and rested his forehead against hers.
Then he did something he never thought he'd do in this situation. He laughed.
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