Chapter Seventy-two

Catherine's POV:

My belly protruded, pushing my dress as I tried to push to my feet. Just before I could stagger to the side, Michael grabbed onto my hand and shook his head at me.

"You overate," He pointed out and heaved me to my feet. "I know you did because you got so comfortable, right?"

Turning away shyly, I nodded my head. "You're not wrong."

He shook his head before laughing and nodding. "I see. Is that a good thing though? Eating how you want because you're around me?"

I nodded and fiddled with my fingers while fighting my smile. "I do it around people I feel really comfortable with and it's not because I eat a lot. I just eat to my fill."

"You're a big eater," He pointed out again and I nearly jumped off the cliff in embarrassment. "So why have you been hiding it from me?"

I shook my head. "No, I haven't. I haven't been hiding the fact that I am a big eater from you."

He cocked his head to the side before coming to stand by my side. "Are you t