Nikita pov
I sat in the living room waiting for Dolby to return from where he had gone to get me something to eat. I was going through images on my phone to while away time.
With every passing day, I grew nervous about my day of delivery. I was in my ninth month and I was supposed to have delivered my child two days ago, according to the results from our scan test.
"What are you thinking about?" Dolby asked from the entrance. He was holding a white bag in his hand. He closed the door after him and used the door bolt. I put my phone down on my seat.
I tilted my head to his direction and a smile appeared on my face. "What makes you think that?"
"You looked so lost in thought." He smiled at me. I sat upright on the couch. He rolled his sleeves up his arm and undid the first three button
