We Could Be Something

“I didn’t know that you could cook” Adriana quipped as she moved to settle down on the couch, her hand placing the empty bowl of dessert onto the coffee table. it had been a couple of hours, after she had explained that she was expecting, she and Iker had fallen back into their familiar rhythm, and whilst she was worried that things would become a little different between them now that he knew about her pregnancy, she was glad that she had opted to stay, even if she knew that Iker was itching to ask more questions, she was glad that he had let them enjoy a quiet and comfortable evening together.

Iker, who’d sat down beside her, shrugged. “My mother taught me” he noted “She didn’t love the idea of me not eating well once I moved out so she ensured that I knew how to cook. It was alright?” he posed, glancing towards the empty bowl which sat on the table.

“It was lovely” Adriana noted “It’s been a while since I had some decent home cooking” she added with a small smile.

Iker returned her smile. “I’m glad you liked it” he mused softly “It’s been a while since I cooked for someone other than myself and I am glad that you didn’t hate it” he added teasingly.

Adriana offered him another soft smile before she moved to rest her head back, her eyes closing. “I know you’re itching to ask questions, Iker” she noted gently. He had tried to be subtle, after she’d agreed to stay for dinner, he had started to send her curious looks when he thought she wasn’t looking, and whilst she didn’t particularly want to go into the details of her breakup, she could tell that he wanted to, at the very least, enquire as to whether or not Jonathan knew about the baby she was carrying.

Iker, who’d been watching her quietly, opened his mouth to refute the idea, something which made Adriana shake her head. “I know you want to ask, Iker” she noted as she sat up “You’re not as subtle as you’d like to think you are” she added, offering him a knowing look.

Iker contemplated refuting the idea, but opted against it, instead letting out a small sigh. “I don’t want to push you into telling me things that you’re not comfortable talking about, Addie, but I am curious. You being pregnant is pretty huge news and…”

“You want to know how it happened” Adriana finished for him.

“I do” Iker agreed gently “But if you don’t want to talk about it right now, I get it. You don’t have to tell me a thing if you don’t want to” he insisted gently.

Adriana offered him a soft look before she sighed. “What do you want to know?” she posed gently.

“Addie…”

“Iker, we’re going to have to talk about it eventually” Adriana interjected “And now seems as good a time as any. So, why don’t you tell me what it is you want to know?” she posed gently. She didn’t want to talk about it, Jonathan’s departure was still remarkably fresh in her mind and it still hurt her more than she would have liked, but she knew that there was no avoiding it. eventually, she and Iker would end up discussing their past relationships and she wanted it to be sooner rather than later, not wanting to grow too attached to him should he wanted to duck out of whatever was going on between them.

Iker offered her a slightly dubious look before he nodded. “Does he know?” he posed, his eyes glancing down towards her stomach.

Adriana followed the line of his stare before she nodded her head. “He does” she confirmed gently “I told him pretty much as soon as I knew” she added, a small frown pulling at the corner of her mouth.

Iker tilted his head “Is he going to be involved?” he asked tentatively. He was curious, since he and Adriana had headed out to dinner for the first time, he had wanted to ask about her ex-boyfriend, and whilst he was happy to have gotten the chance to, he wanted to be careful. The last thing he wanted was to push too hard and upset Adriana.

Adriana, who’d flicked her attention towards her hands, shook her head, something which made Iker frown a little. “He left because of the baby?” he noted gently.

“I thought we wanted the same things” Adriana noted, her voice soft and slightly shaky “Whenever we talked about the future, I always said that I wanted to have a baby and he never once mentioned that it wasn’t something he wanted too. I took the pregnancy test and when it came back positive, I was so excited. We’d been together for 4 years and we were starting to plan a wedding, I thought it couldn’t have come along at a better time, but when I told him, he…he wasn’t excited like I thought he’d be” she explained carefully, a few tears in her eyes.

Iker offered her a soft look before he reached his hand out, gently squeezing hers which had moved to mess with the bottom of her shirt shyly. “He didn’t want children?” he posed softly.

“He doesn’t” Adriana confirmed gently “And, now that I am pregnant, he doesn’t want anything to do with me. I call him, every time I have an appointment with my midwife, I call him to tell him that things are alright, but it’s been weeks, nearly 2 months now, and I’ve still not heard a word from him. I’ve tried to talk to his family, friends that we both shared, and they all say the same thing, that they’re sorry, but Jonathan doesn’t want to see me” she added, sniffling a little.

Iker listened to the small sniffle fall out of her mouth before he shook his head. “He doesn’t deserve to have you crying over him, Addie” he mumbled.

Adriana, who’d been wiping her eyes, shook her head. “I know that” she murmured “I know he doesn’t deserve a second of my time anymore, but I…I was in love with him, Iker” she added tearfully.

Iker nodded his head slightly before he shuffled a little closer to her, settling his arms around her. “You’ll get there, Addie” he murmured, hugging her close.

Adriana startled a little at the sudden embrace, caught off guard by it, before she cuddled into him a little, causing Iker to place a kiss against the top of her head. Adriana jumped, not quite expecting the slightly romantic action, but she opted against saying anything, not wanting to admit that, despite the fact it would be a while before she would be over Jonathan, it had given her a small hit of butterflies in the pit of her stomach.