Christopher’s promise

As Christopher continued to hold her, Abigail could sense his hurt and longing. It pained her to see him in this state, but she was helpless. She knew she had to prioritize their child's safety. The doctor's warnings echoed in her mind, reminding her of the potential risks.

Her heart yearned for him, and the burning desire between them was hard to ignore. Pregnancy hormones heightened her physical and emotional cravings, making it even more difficult for her to resist. However, she couldn't let her emotions cloud her judgment. She needed to be strong for herself and their unborn child.

"I can't do this," she said, hesitantly looking straight into his eyes. "You will have to wait."

"Wait? But why? Why do I have to wait?" Christopher was flustered, terrified by the idea of not being able to touch her. "Uh… I mean… ahem… I'm not pushing you to do it if you don't want to." He tried to correct his statement. "How long do I have to wait?" He changed the question.