Early the next morning, Jasmine woke up in her bedroom.
She stretched as she gently got up and memories of the previous night came flooding in.
She smiled to herself.
He had been very gentle with her and had even indulged her in his love for astronomy.
It was a side of him she hadn't expected or even seen coming.
Then she remembered how the baby had kicked at her stomach.
She rubbed her tummy and spoke to it. "You helped your father get close to us." Jasmine said. "Thank you."
There was no response kick.
"So it's only your father's voice you like to hear and not mine." Jasmine queried.
It was at this moment that she felt the kick.
Jasmine smiled.
Her child was very intelligent and already a mischievous little daddy's girl.
There was a knock at her door.
"Come in." Jasmine ushered.
The nanny and Marie came in together.
"Good morning ma'am." The nanny greeted as soon as she stepped into the room.
Jasmine smiled back at her. "Good morning ma."
