Chapter 439
- "More nausea?" Rhode asks me as I finally emerge from upstairs, joining him as he closes the oven door after checking on dinner.
- "No, just feeling a little flustered and nervous" I answer with a small sigh as I start to fold the small pile of napkins sitting on the kitchen island.
- "Why are you nervous?" He queries, leaning his hands against the countertop, giving me his undivided attention.