NYLON ~ CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT ~ WE'RE BOTH FINE
Hanna dug through her purse for her key and slid it into the lock before taking the elevator to the penthouse. The doors opened and she quietly dragged her suitcase behind her trying not to wake Caleb.
"Hanna?" she recognized his voice.
"Hey," she smiled resting her suitcase against the wall. "I didn't think you'd be up."
"I just got off the phone with Spencer," he was concerned. "She told me you were in the hospital."
"I'm fine," she replied. "It was just a scare."
"It's not a scare," he was indignant. "You were in labor. What happened?"
"The doctors were able to stop it," Hanna told him. "Everything is fine now. I was just a little stressed. Spencer probably blew it out of proportion."
"You had me so worried," he said pulling her into his arms.
"I'm sorry," Hanna hugged him tightly. "I didn't call because I didn't want to freak you out but I'm here now and I'm fine. We're both fine."
"Okay," he smiled, "but I think you need to take a break from all the stress."
"Caleb," Hanna laughed, "what are you talking about? I'm not stressed."
"Well," he teased, "then I guess you don't want to spend the weekend at Spencer's house in the Hamptons."
"What?" Hanna was confused. "It's winter."
"I know," he said, "but I just thought we could use a couple days away from everything."
"You're the best!" Hanna smiled happily.
"It looks gorgeous this time of year," Hanna said peeking out the window at the snow covered landscape.
"You look beautiful," Caleb smiled slipping a hand around her waist.
"Thanks babe," Hanna kissed his cheek. "This really was a great idea."
"Are you hungry at all?" he asked. "I was going to grill some steaks."
"I'm starved!" she told him. "Can we maybe start the fireplace?"
"I'll get right on that," he told her as they headed into the kitchen.
Hanna sat at the counter watching Caleb put together an extravagant meal. Since she'd returned from London he was very protective of her and took care to keep her as stress free as possible. She had come clean to Spencer about her past with Wren but she wasn't sure how to tell Caleb, or even if he needed to know at all. She decided not to think about it during their stress free weekend and just enjoy Caleb's cooking skills.
"This was delicious," Hanna told him after dinner while she and Caleb were watching a movie.
"Taking those cooking classes was probably the best decision we ever made," he told her.
"We had some good times back in the day," she smiled. "I'm glad you were paying attention."
"Speaking of back in the day," Caleb smirked, "remember the last time we were on Spencer's grandma's couch?"
"Is it turning you on?" Hanna laughed rubbing her belly. Suddenly she felt a lot of movement. "Ow!"
"Is everything okay?" Caleb asked looking at the startled look on Hanna's face.
"I don't know," she grabbed Caleb's hand and pressed it to her belly.
"What's happening?" he asked as the baby turned circles in Hanna's abdomen. His mouth fell open while he saw his son push around inside of Hanna.
"He's doing a somersault," Hanna explained as a wave of nausea hit her.
"Are you okay?" Caleb asked rubbing her shoulders.
"Yeah," Hanna muttered. "It's just so weird."
"Wow," Caleb breathed as he watched the baby start to settle.
"I think he's done," Hanna smiled as she rubbed her lower abdomen. She placed Caleb's hand just below her belly button. "Can you feel him?"
"Yeah," Caleb replied pushing around a little bit. "This is crazy."
"I know," Hanna laughed. "I never thought this would happen to me."
"Don't take this the wrong way," he smiled, "but I think you're really starting to look pregnant."
"I sure feel it," Hanna playfully slapped him.
"I know, I know," Caleb laughed, "but you look bigger."
"Shut up!" Hanna smiled.
"No really," he told her. "I mean, I know you're pregnant but before you could kind of hide it sometimes and now your stomach just gets in the way of everything."
"Gets in the way?" Hanna mocked turning around to face him. "You mean you think our son is a nuisance?"
"No, that's not what I'm saying," Caleb sighed.
"I'm kidding," Hanna kissed his cheek. "Do you think the baby gets in the way of this?"
Caleb let out a soft groan as he kissed her and pulled Hanna closer. Their bodies became intertwined and she could tell Caleb missed their private moments together.
"I'm taking you upstairs," Caleb smiled.
"Wait," Hanna teased, "or we can stay on nana's couch."
"Gross," Caleb laughed.
You guys are amazing! Ten reviews, I love it! Okay, this is the end of the review challenges. I just wanted to make sure I uploaded this chapter so you know Wren isn't coming between Haleb. I'll hopefully post some more this week but no promises and thanks again to my reviewers :)
