Stephanie's POV
Okay, let me be honest with you. Morning sickness is just the universe punishing us. How can you be fine one minute then the next the smell of your own cologne throws you off. It's been like this for two weeks and it's horrible.
But let me tell you what's muchore funnier. Watching Cane completely lose his mind over it.
This is a man who runs a multi billion dollar company, a man who makes grown men cry. He has been completely defeated by my queasy stomach. I would have found it sweet if it wasn't so....well, insane.
It began with coffee. I was on my own watching TV and cradling my favorite mug. I was hoping it would settle my stomach. Cane walked in, took one long look at me and his eyes slowly widened as if he saw me holding poison.
"Stephanie? What are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm having coffee."
"You can't have that."
I blinked. "It's just coffee, Cane. One little cup."
