*Eleanor*
Anders drops his head to the bed beside me, no doubt frustrated by the timing of the child’s arrival.
“I’ll be there in a moment,” I call out. “Get her set up in the barn on fresh hay.”
I take a deep breath, unsure what to do. He’s already begun to push inside me, though he paused at the announcement of the new arrival. Still, I don’t know how far along the mother is and it could be a few moments, or it could be a day.
“You can go fast,” I offer. This is so unfair to him.
He lifts his head and smiles at me as he pulls back out. I whimper at the loss. I was so looking forward to being filled- by my new husband. I feel so empty now.
“I’ve waited this long,” he tells me with a sad smile. “I can wait so I can take my time with you.”
I feel terrible. This isn’t wha
