THOMAS POV

 

After the words left her meet lips, a thick and awkward silence filled the room until my voice broke it when I spoke.

 

"How wonderful that will be,"

 

Then my eyes went to her tapping fingers that danced on her lap and I then spoke up.

 

"I think that you really need some rest, you have been had just been really stressed lately,"

 

I recalled the nights when I would be half awake and still find her fingers clenched into fists, and pounding on the trees around the cabin moving with the speed and smoothness of the legs of a trained fighter.

 

Which she was, I had seen...