CHAPTER NINETY EIGHT

Ryder hadn't been expecting her to still be in the bathroom when he strode back into the room.

He needed a bath himself after the long night they had and his failed attempts in the kitchen to make an edible meal for dinner.

Well, nothing has changed with his culinary skills he'd realised, and they'd have to resign to take outs after all.

It was the other reason he'd come in here though, to ask what he should order for her since he wasn't sure what her pregnancy did or didn't allow her take.

He's not been around a lot of pregnant women, but he knew they had preferences and cravings sometimes and some other foods aren't too healthy for the baby and stuff like that.

While he was jealous of the baby's father for creating something so beautiful with someone as wonderful as his Bree, he wasn't inclined to jeopardize that by putting her or the baby at risk with food and all....

The bathroom door chose that moment to come open, distracting him from