Nora's POV
"Damn it," I whisper, pulling myself upright in bed. "How exactly am I going to explain this to people?" I turn to Zerra, who's sprawled across the foot of the bed. "Everyone knows I'm married to a vampire. I can't exactly announce that some ancient curse broke and allowed him to get me pregnant."
After rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I drag myself to the bathroom. Falling asleep immediately after sex isn't my usual habit, but I need to be more careful now. My body feels more fragile than it ever has, more human somehow, and getting a UTI would be the absolute worst timing. I clean myself up thoroughly, splash cold water on my face, and swallow a few drops of the morning sickness remedy before running a brush through my tangled hair. From my closet, I select black leggings, thick fuzzy socks, and an oversized black sweater that will hide any changes to my body.
