Chapter 50

Liz

The woman stood across from me, her shoulders squared. Her chin was raised up and eyes leveled to meet mine. Her chest rose and fell steadily. She was trying so damn hard to breathe slowly.

"You can try sitting down so you won't need to put on the act of being brave." I offered with a playful smile on my lips.

Mecael called me. He never does that. The first half of the conversation was spent with him threatening to boil me alive if I messed up with this pretty lady over here. The next quarter was him explaining what I was supposed to tell her, which of course,I won't. The other end was him reminding me of how capable he was of ruining my life if I happened to tell her something else that he had not mentioned.

"I'm fine."

"I believe you have matters you wish to address."

"Yes. Why are you not pregnant?"

I broke off laughing. "What sort of a question is that? But I'll tell you if you insist." I pucker my lips. "I believe I had told you."

"Yes. Yes." He waves her hand dismissively.