CULLEN
“Remi, Love, please sit,” I begged her.
She looked at me with complete malice and continued her pacing. Every few moments, she’d let out a long breath and rub her side before returning to kneading her lower back again. She woke up in pain, and nothing Calder or I had done this morning had eased her pain.
“How is she doing?” Calder linked.
“No change,” I informed him.
“Still pacing?”
“Yes, unfortunately.”
“It was not like this last time,” she growled softly to herself.
“Doctor Charles said every pregnancy will be different. And you are not carrying twins this time,” I reminded her as gently as I could. I was desperate to keep her from getting any further agitated. It wasn’t good for her or my pup. If her mood soured any further, she would surely banish me from my own off
