I plunged the spoon once more into the ice cream jar while I read one more page from my book Glenbread by Helen Oyeyemi. It was a little after midnight but that book kept me awake. I was reading at the breakfast bar with my legs up on the next stool. I pouted when I noticed that my ice cream jar was about to end
Ugh, this Ben & Jerry's dough core cookie was just delicious!
I went jumping to the fridge for a new jar, I was getting addicted since I recover from my stomach bug. I went back to my place but this time I put the book aside and held the ring on my neck between my fingers.
How much longer would we hide our marriage?
We needed to set a date for our official wedding ... official wedding. It's not like we were not legally married, our little impromptu wedding had been perfect but I wanted to, I died for seal our union in front of God, our parents and our families and other loved ones, wear a big white dress and walk to the altar next to my father... so old-fashioned as it sounded... and making it public, being his wife not only in private but for the rest of the world.
That would be nice....I took out the ring from the chain and slid it on my finger, watching the faint reflection of the light on the material and the image of our wedding rings came to mind, real rings, not candy rings like the ones we used in our first ceremony. A soft gold band on Rami's hand. Yes, I would like that very much, very much! I wanted to show the world that my beautiful man made me more happy, more kind, more passionate, more selfless, more beautiful... More Lucy-er.... And suddenly I found myself sobbing.
What the hell?!
- Why are you awake? - Rami's voice startled me - And I don't think it's due crying and ice cream
- I told you my period is coming - I laughed recomposing myself cleaning my face
Rami had been sleeping since after lunch. It was his first day off after spending the whole weekend filming Mr. Robot from day to night, and then almost every night, he had naturally spent most of the day sleeping while I ate ice cream, read and cried about thinking of him
- Your period keeps you awake and makes me cry? - Rami approached raising my legs from the stool to take a seat there and rest my legs on his lap, resting his hands on my knees
- In fact it was your snoring - I said with a laugh
- Are you mocking me? - He told me with fun
- Me? of Rami Malek hashtag winner of the Oscar, the Golden Globe, the BAFTA, the Emmy etcetera? I would never dare! - I said mischievously bringing a new scoop of ice cream to my mouth
- That smart mouth - he said shaking his head as if I was impossible starting to caress my legs in a rhythmic movement
- Baby ... - I whispered biting my lips
- Hmm? Let it out - he told me to my doubt - What is it?
- I was just wondering ... well, it's just morbid curiosity
- What?
- How are you and Carly dealing with Portia at work?
I avoided asking about it but since Rami had not said anything about it in the last two days since Carly confirmed my suspicions about the ultrasound. I could not deny it, I felt an immense relief ... I was going to be the only mother of Rami's babies, period. But on the other hand ... I was still thinking about Portia, what had led her to act in such a way? I could say that everyone appreciated her so she must be a nice person ... only that she was not nice with me?
- She has not shown up at work - he confessed - Sam ... and we're all worried
- Ugh - I complained. That poor woman ...
