"I have to leave. My flight is due!."

Andrew dresses up

He then seats at the edge of the bed fixing his shoes.

I hug and caress his back, not wanting him to leave.

He holds and places me on his laps.

"I don't want to leave either but I have to!."

He gives me a peek on my lips.

"We haven't discussed, about the baby, yet!."

I whisper

"Do as you wish!."

He tells me straight into my eyes

"What!."

I get off him.

"Keep it Grace!. I don't want to fight with you!. Do as you wish!."

There he repeats it again

I quietly move to the kitchen...