Zelda was late and, since it had been more than two weeks, she was beginning to think that perhaps, just perhaps, she was with child. She got the home pregnancy test herself, wanting to surprise Robert with the news, and dutifully followed the instructions. Positive! She was going to have a baby with her Robert ( Read more... )

Jeannette had been put to bed after about thirty minutes of Lady and the Tramp and Zelda had tucked her in, taking extra care to make sure she had her bear beside her. That done, she cleaned the kitchen and changed for bed, ruing the pajamas. She usually slept naked and it was uncomfortable to be in even the thin pajamas when she was used to skin ( Read more... )

Zelda was reading, studying for her GED test and trying to calm her nerves. Robert was not home yet and it was growing late--she did not know how much longer she would wait before getting on her bike to find him. That would be nice, she mused, an evening bike ride with her husband.

...and there was the key in the lock.

Zelda had been dozing for about an hour, trying in vain to read a book on American history and failing miserably. She finally succumbed to sleep, curling up on the couch with her head on the arm and, yes, she snored.

Zelda was tired of being in the hospital, honestly, but that was not going to change any time soon. She wondered why Robert had not been to see her but figured that he was sleeping in: he deserved to sleep in occasionally.

She sighed. She liked sleeping in with him on Sunday mornings.

Zelda woke up unable to breathe. She hated to complain, but it was impossible to catch her breath. She had felt bad the day before and taken a little medicine before slipping into bed, falling asleep before Chase even came home from work. She groaned a little, gasping when she could not catch her breath. Chase was getting ready for work and she ( Read more... )

Zelda woke up early on Saturday and changed into Sheik before curling back against Chase. It never ceased to surprise him that men's bodies were always primed for sex and even the gentle pressure against Chase's back was enough to get him to stiffen and pant with want for him. He kissed his neck, trying to wake him.

Zelda had slipped on a soft gown and lit candles, wanting Robert to feel sexy and wanted when he got out of the shower. They had not had sex since the small fight and Zelda wanted to change that: she missed him.

She laid on the bed, waiting on him to come out.

Zelda was curled in bed, a pint of ice cream on the bedside table and the television on absently in the background. She picked up the receiver on the phone three times before dialing, sighing heavily. Maybe she would not hang up this time.

The wind had been picking up all day and Zelda was a little nervous about leaving the house with the way the snow was falling and the clouds were just getting thicker and thicker. She could feel it in her bones, as they said, and she did not really want to get caught out in the storm. She was worried that Robert would not make it home in time ( Read more... )