Dana
He smiled in response. "You're always testing me, but you ended up crying," he teased gently, his tone affectionate as he traced patterns on my skin.
But despite the lighthearted banter, a nagging worry lingered in the back of my mind. "Are we safe?" I asked suddenly, my voice tinged with concern.
His expression turned to one of confusion. "For what?" he replied, his brows furrowing slightly.
"You know that I don't think I am ready for pregnancy... We did this a lot of times-raw," I confessed, my words hanging in the air as I waited for his response. His arms tightened around me, pulling me closer to him as he processed my words.
"I can guarantee that," Bathel reassured me, his voice steady and reassuring.
"But what will happen if that thing happens? I know that it
