Chapter 7

**John's POV**

One week later.......

I must admit I was surprised when Marcus came to me with the idea of a baby shower. Who would have thought that he could be so selfless? Certainly not me. Marcus was as selfish as they get. He is the most selfish person I have ever met in my life.

He has proven time and time again he gets what he wants, when he wants it and how he wants it. I admire his tenacity for winning. He always wins. Or maybe he was just a lucky man.

This baby shower idea was brilliant for me. Zuri and I have been stressed out trying to find the perfect venue. Every time we found somewhere we liked ,it would always be booked. I grew frustrated by all that eventually.

I was so over it that I wanted to suggest we do it at our house. Perhaps it was good that I didn't raise that idea because Zuri would have probably skinned me alive. She is so excited about this pregnancy and all the firsts that come with it.

Her first baby bump, her first maternity clothes and certainly her first baby shower. Her first month of morning sickness was something else. She couldn't hold anything down except for milk for some weird reason. The worst part was the morning sickness could last a whole day. She was miserable all the damn time and I was worried about her health.

The doctors advised that she should snack more frequently even if she vomits it all. I remember forcing her to eat every single day ,it was like I was dealing with a 3 year old girl. She complained ,moaned and even insulted me but she eventually saw that their was no other choice apart from eating.

After the first trimester her morning sickness ended and that allowed her to enjoy her pregnancy journey more. She would go for photoshoots almost every weekend. I think our baby will be born photogenic. He or she already has an album filled with baby bumps.

Zuri also takes a lot of videos of her pregnancy journey. She said she wanted to remember everything and what better way than filming everything. I have been featured a few times in her videos and pictures when she finally convinced me to be in them. I never liked pictures but I would do anything for my baby.

So I posed for a few pictures like a good boy, anything to make the pregnant woman happy. She was excited to hold the baby shower and invite all her friends. I felt sad and frustrated each time we went to check out a venue and we got bad news. It was heartbreaking to watch Zuri's face turn into a frown each time she didn't get a venue.

We almost gave up until Marcus offered to help. Who would have thought that Marcus would come to the rescue? I was yet to tell Zuri about the surprise but I think I should let her have this good thing. I won't tell her about it, I wanted to see the surprised look on her face.

All I told her was ,she didn't have to worry about the baby shower anymore. Everything was sorted out, all she has to do is look beautiful and attend the shower. She wanted to know all the details but I told her it was a surprise, she has to wait and see.

Zuri is not the most patient person either. She keeps pestering me about the details, wanting to see if I would slip up and reveal some details but I caught on with her plan. I decided to keep my mouth shut about the shower all together . No discussion whatsoever.

In spite of everything being sorted that didn't stop me from worrying. What will happen when Zawadi and Marcus meet again? Marcus clearly still felt something for Zawadi even though he tried to pretend otherwise.

As per our talk a week ago, he was with Katelyn because of their baby. She was a rebound for him. A rebound which came with consequences. A baby is a blessing don't get me wrong but a baby cannot be the only thing keeping people together.

They will eventually grow to hate each other and they will both use the baby as a bargaining chip. Marcus was already tired of Katelyn and he moved away from her but that was not a permanent solution. It was only temporary.

What happens when the child is born? Will they pull their shit together or will we be bailing someone from jail. My other question was why did he come back to Kenya? And why did he offer me a job?

I felt like he had ulterior motives. What if his motive all along was to be bring Zawadi closer to him? It was possible that he still felt something for her and he didn't know how to tell her. But why drag us all in this grand design? Did we all have an important part to play?

Marcus, Marcus what do you want with us? And what game are you playing?

The shower was a perfect idea to make sure Zawadi and him are in the same place at the same time. Maybe he will use it to get closer to Zawadi. I hope Zawadi doesn't fall for his sweet words. She always had a soft spot for him. Forgave him even when he didn't deserve it.

Whatever his motivations were, I hope he remembers that he has a girlfriend who was pregnant. And no woman will ever allow her man to have a mistress.

I carefully parked my car outside our home. I know Zuri will try again, she tries every single day to get some information out of me but it never happens. She should know by now I don't divulge information ,that was basically my job but that doesn't stop her from trying anywhere . She never gives up, a trait that made me fall in love with her.

I searched for my house keys before I closed the door and made my way to the front door. We live in a three bedroom house in a gated community. A prefect place to raise our children. The place had some excellent private schools, malls and hospitals.

If we were going to raise a child , having a hospital nearby was non-negotiable. I have done some research and I found babies are more susceptible to diseases, so having a hospital nearby was an added bonus.

I unlocked the front door and stopped at the welcome in mat to remove my shoes. Zuri hates seeing people walking around with shoes in her house as that meant she would clean more often. I ended up hiring a maid who could come in everyday to cook and clean and then leave in the evening.

We didn't want to live with a stranger in our house for now. We could take care of each other. While I untied my shoe laces their was this distinct burn smell in the house. I undid my laces very fast and started looking for the source of the smell. Nothing was burning in the sitting room.

The smell got dense at the exit towards the corridor. I followed the smell and ended up in the kitchen. Whatever was being cooked in the kitchen was getting burnt. I switched off the gas , opened the lid to check what was in it ,only to find burnt popcorns.

All this came from popcorns. It must be one of her cravings again. And where was she? Why was she not checking on whatever she had cooking?

Annoyed ,I went straight to our bedroom to look for her. There she was sleeping. She must have placed the popcorns and came to find something as she was sleeping in an uncomfortable angle.

I sat next to her and gently tapped on her shoulder. When she didn't wake up I resulted to calling her.

" Babe! Babe!" I shook her more violently.

" Mmmh, let me sleep" she moaned.

This woman loved her sleep, waking her up was another battle. If she slept right now she could wake up tomorrow morning and I knew she had not eaten dinner yet. I had to wake her up and make sure she eats something before she went back to sleep.

" No! Hey, I brought you your favorite pizza, let's go eat"

" Pizza, I love that, could you bring it here?" She asked half asleep half awake.

I went to pick the pizza where I left it and when I came back she was already snoring. Being a husband is hard work. I placed the pizza near her and waft the smell towards her. She woke up immediately she smelt it.

" You brought me pizza" She said very excited.

" Yes. Now who is the best husband in the world" I asked playfully

" You are my love. Now shut up let's eat" she commanded.

I threw my hands up in surrender and joined her in eating the delicious pizza. For some reason she always craves pizza and chicken. I had a mwakenya ( cheat) on how to make her happy. When she is happy, I am happy.

We finished our pizza ,I went to throw the box away and when I came back she was already asleep. She must have been tired. Not wanting to disturb her, I quietly showered and wore my pajamas before joining her in bed.

I pulled her in my arms before I let sleep engulf me.