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What she didn't expect though was to see Jaxon in the kitchen boiling chicken broth and she folded her arms.

"W-what are you doing?"

He turned around surprised and blushed slightly, "you're back?"

"Yeah, so what are you doing?"

"Making chicken broth for you since the last time, it worked well in preventing you from vomiting,"

"Oh, I—thank you,"

"Yeah so sit and let me serve you, you came just in time,"

"Okay,"

She sat at the kitchen island and watched as he put the broth for her.

"Here,"

She collected the bowl and smiled, "thanks,"

"So Uhm..."

"Mm?"

"I... Just wanted to say...about the uhm… pregnancy that you don't have to feel like this is a burden to me and I kind of like the idea of having a baby,"

"Have you told Erin?" Alva asked, trying not to seem so excited about what he just said.

"No, she doesn't know yet" He sighed, running his fingers through his hair and Alva nodded as she stirred her food.

"Then why are you concluding yet that it won't be a burden, don't you love her anym