Chapter 64- Set Up

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  Cristiano's Pov



A knock comes at my door and I flick the bedside lamp on beside me as the door opens. "Luce" I whisper as she shuts the door behind her. "Hi" she mumbles. "Are you ok?" I ask as I notice how much she is shaking. "Lucy" I say when she doesn't answer me. "I can't sleep" she mumbles and I let out the breath that I had been holding.


"Did you have a nightmare?" I ask sitting up in the bed and she nods. "I haven't had one in a while though" she says. "Really?" I ask. "Yes I swear. I don't even know why I had it. I mean I feel fine" she says. "What was it about?" I ask and she drops her head. "Luce worrying about the baby isn't going to help" I say. "It wasn't about the baby" she mutters.



"Luce" I say softly reaching out for her hand to pull her onto the bed. "Can we not talk about it right now please" she yawns. "Fine. Now get under the covers and let's try and get some sleep" I say as she moves under the covers of my bed. It's the first time in weeks that I'm in the same bed as her. I haven't been alone with her since she arrived last week I haven't had the chance to discuss what Elena said about thinking Lucy believed me about Merche. But attempting to talk to her about it now after she had a nightmare isn't the right time. "Good night then" I sigh turning on my other side away from her.



"Why aren't you asleep?" I ask Lucy a few minutes later. "Why aren't you?" she asks. "I asked first" I say. "But a gentleman allows the woman to go first so therefore you should answer my question first" she says and even though my back is to her I can tell she has a smirk on her face. "I can think of a few times I always let you go first. Or should that be come" I say and she starts to giggle. "Muppet" she says kicking my shin. "Hey watch the feet. Without them I'm lost" I say. "Well you seem to be doing alright with no brain" she says. "You're meant to be trying to sleep not making jokes" I say turning on my other side to face her.



"Your son or daughter has decided to practice its kicks" she groans. "Why do I get the feeling that the baby is always just mine when it's annoying you?" I smile. "Taking after its papa already" she says. "Can I?" I ask holding my hand near her stomach and she nods. I place my hand on her stomach and the baby kicks. "Jezz I can see why you would be cranky. Bubba has a kick" I say. "Don't I know it. And don't call me cranky" she pouts. "You're cute when your cranky if that helps" I smile slowly moving my hand back and forth on her stomach.


"Do you think we will be able for this?" she asks. "For what? The baby arriving or being parents?" I ask. "Both. The baby will be here in a few weeks and everything is so messed up. What if..." she pauses. "Worrying about something going wrong at the birth is last thing you should be thinking about as it will just cause more problems. And you're going to be a terrific mother Lucy so there's no need to worry about that" I say. "How can you sound so confident?" she asks. "Have you seen Rodrigo when you are with him? That kid adores you" I say. "He's a great kid" Lucy says. "Have you enjoyed been here? You've been here longer" I say. "The sun is nice and getting to spend time with Dolores and the others has been nice" she says. "Better than the last time?" I hastily ask looking at her. "I just hope the arrival home doesn't have any surprises like the last time" she says.


"Luce" I say. "Ouch" she grimes. "At least I don't kick you" I say and she rolls her eyes at me. "Well at least I could kick you back if you did? Can't exactly do anything about the baby kicking me" she says. "Just remember how good it is that it's kicking all the time. It will be playing for United before you know it" I smirk. "Are you looking for another kick?" she groans. "Just looking for you to go to sleep. It's late" I say. "Are you going back Friday?" she asks. "I guess. I'm due back Monday for preseason and I should see to a few things" I say.


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