Meanwhile, in the comfort of his cozy room, Asher sat on the bed with Anna. They had just finished a bath together, washing away the day's sweat and the lingering haze of alcohol. Now he wore nothing but a boxer, his back resting against the wall and pillow, while Anna lay curled between his thighs, her head nestled lightly against his stomach and chest.
"So," Asher murmured, brushing his fingers through her damp hair, "what's this surprise you've been keeping from me all day?"
She giggled softly, her laughter as warm as the flicker of candlelight. "You're far too curious, you know?" With a playful shift, she turned to look up at him, her eyes gleaming as if she held a secret too big to contain.
"I think I'm pregnant."
For a heartbeat there, Asher felt his soul leave his body, only to come rushing back in a shock that nearly knocked the breath from him. Still, he forced himself to remain calm, not reacting like some clueless boy hearing such news for the first time.
