Chapter 7

　　Kara   

　　My new job

　　I started working at the bar. Derek took care of serving drinks to the customers. I think he did it to monitor me.   

　　It had been a week since I told Derek about my pregnancy. He didn't take over two days to get me a beautiful apartment, even paid a year in advance, and offered to cover the rest of my stay. I never thought Derek could be so kind. I didn't intend to take advantage of Derek's kindness. But I was grateful for the help.   

　　"How are you feeling? Are you tired?" Derek inquired.   

　　Yes, I was always tired.   

　　"I'm fine," I lied, forcing a smile.   

　　Derek didn't believe me.   

　　"Let me take you home, Kara," he offered, grabbing the keys to his car.   

　　"No," I declined. "Seriously, I'm fine. There are five more hours until the bar closes."   

　　"Let's go home," he ordered. His beautiful gaze locked onto mine.