He smiled faintly and shrugged his shoulders. “I guess… oh, here… here…”
Jack reached and turned a few pages, moving towards the back. He stops on a page and settles back. It has sketches of Katelynn, nothing sensual, nor sexual, just her sitting there. Some have her smiling. Others have her partly shadowed.
One has her with a swollen stomach. Jack reaches and gently taps that one. “That’s… back from when we thought you were pregnant.” he says quietly.
She stares at it a while, her face slowly growing red with every passing second. “Y-You imagined me like that..?” she whispered, truly amazed. “B-But I thought you were relieved..I wasn’t..”
She had mixed feelings about the drawing. It was beautiful, done with sentiment, but at the same time it showed what could have been and how happy she would have been to carry Jack’s child. She shook her head though, banishing the thought. She had agreed long ago that it wasn’t meant to be for now. She had to stop wishing for something that might happen in the future if Jack really still wanted her by then.
They had to be together first, just the two of them, and enjoy each other before a child tied them down.
“…I was a bit relieved but a bit sad too.” Jack said honestly, looking down at his hands. “I. I didn’t want you to be burdened with something like that so early on in our relationship. I blamed myself, for, for your ‘pregnancy’ but for so long I’ve wondered if I would ever… have children. Not just because I’m an alien but, but because of who I was. I mean. Which woman would want me? But then, then you show up and you accept me and love me and kiss me and let me touch you. And then we think you’re pregnant and a part of me was so happy.”
He rubs at his ear, looking at the floor. “But it was too early. Too soon. Too fast for us. M. Maybe one day, when we’re married, we can really try for one? When the time is right. Of course.”
Jack Maple 