I woke up in the early morning hours after having a nightmare about loosing the baby. Luckily, I had gotten used to them, and didn't have total meltdowns like before. I sat up, then swung my legs over the edge of the bed and took deep breaths to get my breathing under control.
Suddenly I felt Zach move behind, then he kissed my shoulder before he groggily asked, "Are you okay, Willow?"
"I am fine, just a nightmare. Sorry, I woke you," I breathily replied, still trying to catch my breath.
"Don't worry about it, kitten. Do you want to talk about the nightmare," he asked while he soothingly rubbed his hands up and down my arms.
"No, I just need some fresh air. I'll be back in a few minutes," I replied as I hopped off of the bed.
After I found my clothes and
