Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future novel Chapter 73

Bronx's POV

It’s Sunday. I call it our “lazy” day. In other words, Kas and I! don’t leave the apartment so James and Marco can have a day off. Most of the time, we are anything but lazy. Kas catches up on homework, tests recipes that I get to taste for quality control, and does chores she doesn’t want to have omegas take care of, like laundry and cleaning the kitchen. I always tell her that is what they are there for but she says she is happy to do it so! let her be. : For me personally, it is a good time to catch up on pack matters and relax in front of the television. Kas likes to write any essays she has due on Sundays, so she gives them to me to read over when she is done. '

It is late afternoon when she is finished with her homework and other busy work, so she comes over to hang out with me on the sofa. She drapes her legs over my lap and looks hesitantly at the reality show about fishing boatsIam watching.

“Sweetheart, can we talk about a couple of things?” she asks, trying to sound casual but I see right through it. It’s rare for Kas to say she wants to talk about whatever's on her mind, so when she does, I give her my full attention. I have been able to sense something has been bothering her for a couple days now. I knew she would come around at some point, but I need to let her do it in her own time.

“Of course, Baby. What’s up?” I shut off the television, “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, I was just thinking. Now that Codi is born, maybe you should try to quit smoking. Do you want her to remember your scent as cigarette smoke?”

“Excuse me?” The tone of my voice betrays my body language. This is about my bad habit? I start to feel a bit defensive.

“Well, yeah, I mean. Nothing about it is good for you and now that you have a niece who you will spend time with, I think maybe you could consider quitting,” she looks at me as if it is just that easy to quit smoking. Just snap my damn fingers and it's gone.

“Call her bluff,” Saint taunts. His mood swings have been so wild since he came back in December. After I died in Blood River and was able to be resuscitated I thought it would be kind of like a reset button for him, but it wasn't.

“Saint, this is our mate. Don’t be an ass,” I scold him.

“Okay, gently call her bluff,” he tries to bargain. He’s got a point, actually. °

“Alright, tell you what. I will quit smoking if you tell me what this is really about. Because I don’t believe for a second it is simply about me, Codi, or about me quitting smoking,” I look her in the eye, making her drop her shoulders in defeat.

“Fine,” she sighs, her mood immediately changes to be more serious, “you know how earlier you asked if I wanted to have a baby sooner?”

“Yeah, I remember,” my heart hits a hard beat. Is she changing her mind about waiting?

She clears her throat and avoids making eye contact.