Sarah
"But I am bored!" I say and Matthew raises his brows.
I hate that I sound so whiney, but I have been lying in this hospital bed for two days now, and I am sick of it.
"I want to go home and look at what Rebecca did to the nursery," I add.
Matthew chuckles softly, moving closer to the bed. "She has done a great job."
"Yes, and I want to see it," I huff, folding my arms.
He leans down and presses a kiss to my forehead. "You're still under observation, Sarah. The doctor said another day, maybe two."
I groan dramatically. "You said that yesterday."
"And the day before," he adds with a smirk.
I narrow my eyes at him. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
"Not at all," he says and shakes his head. "I want you to come home too."
My heart skips at the way he says it. "Do you really mean it?"
"Yes," he says without hesitation.
"Does that mean you miss me?" I say as I smile at him. He never openly admitted that before.
