Are you pregnant?

It was four pm by the time we drive around the city to eat lunch, we soon came back and after paying for the dresses and a new suit for Victor, who was still in the car, I checked for an accommodative semi-expensive hotel to lodge for the night, I finally found ‘ERA’ after a long drive and we'll, it was a three star hotel and was okay, I think. Victor didn't find fault in it, he only asked if I was comfortable staying there and he was if I was.

“I'm sorry I didn't do as I had promised” He finally closed his laptop for the day and rubbed his eyes.

I continued drying my hair, still in the hotel's grey robe still on me. “It's okay, no worries. I had fun anyway”

“You're not mad at me” He asked, probably surprised that I was nonchalantly drying my hair instead of hurling things at him.

I stopped drying my hair for a moment and gave him an are-you-okay look. “I had crabs for lunch so yeah I'm not mad at you”

“Are you sure?” He slowly got down from the bed and began unbuttoning his vest.