InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sleeping with the Mob ❯ The Confession ( Chapter 3 )

Sleeping with the Mob:

The Confession

"Hi, daddy," Kagome began as she deposited a bouquet of sakura blossoms on her father's grave. "I know you must be tired of seeing me here. But, I really need to talk to you." She kneeled by the grave in Saint Raymond's Cemetery with the bright December sun shinning above her. She pulled her coat tighter around her. The weather was getting colder, but it didn't matter. "Daddy, I'm in trouble." She began, as tears escaped her eyes. "I know you warned me…you told me he would bring me pain, but I didn't listen. I-I fell in love with him anyway."

"It's not that I meant to. I swear I resisted…I even tried to hate him, but somewhere along the line…I lost myself. I don't even recognize my face in the mirror, daddy…I'm really scared." She wiped away the tears before she tried to compose herself.

"At first, it was purely physical…and I hope you weren't looking in on what we were doing. I know you wouldn't approve. I wasn't sure if it was right or wrong, but he made me feel so good. And, he never stopped daddy…since before we were married to the present day, he's always held me close and kissed my forehead goodnight." She rolled her eyes feeling slightly stupid before continuing.

"You know, he isn't as bad as he seems. He has this soft side…as stubborn and selfish as he is, he does care for people…He pretends not to, but he does. Like when he killed himself every night to come up with a compromise so that the union wouldn't strike…he made sure that everything was fair. I was so proud of him, of his effort. I wanted to help...

"And I know he cares about me daddy…He may not love me, but I know he cares. No matter how rough he is, he never really hurts me physically…and he's too dense to see it when he hurts me emotionally. He doesn't mean it…I know he doesn't…the way he holds me at night, daddy, he could only hold me like that if he cared, if he really wanted to protect me." The tears were beginning to roll down her cheek again. She was having trouble controlling them.

"It was hard accepting that I was in love with him…when I did, I wanted to tell him, but I could never say the words. I tried to show him…but he wanted…he wanted something else, daddy. When I avoided it, he got cranky, and when I tried to take control and show him…he outmaneuvered, overpowered and outsmarted me. In the end, I just accepted that he would never love me or understand that I loved him. I was willing to accept the situation as it was, but then…

"Daddy, I know you warned me…you told me his type could never be happy with just one woman, but I wanted to believe differently. I was hopping that he would realize he only needed me…that I would do whatever I could to please him, to love him." Her words were coming out in sobs. She tried to compose herself. This confession would not be easy. She needed to say the words.

"I told you that Hojo died, and that they believe Inu Yasha did it, but I didn't tell you where he was that night. Promise not to get too mad…but, I know he was with his mistress. I lied to the police to cover for him, but it wasn't enough. Naraku has testified that he gave Inu Yasha a box of gold plated bullets for his birthday last year that match the ones that Hojo was shot with. I have to testify today before a grand jury…I have to lie to protect him, daddy, and I don't have a choice. I love him…" She stopped a minute to take a deep breath. She needed to find the words…she needed to clear her conscience.

"When he didn't come home that night, I was scared that something may have happed to him. I was so relieved to see him walk into our bedroom, but so mad as well. When I realized he was with his mistress, I wanted to show him that he didn't need her. She hasn't stepped forward to offer him an alibi like I did… She hasn't sacrificed what I have for him.

"Daddy…I wanted to make love to him…I didn't know this would happen. I'm sorry, but I don't know what to do." She let herself cry openly. "I feel so alone…"

Kagome gasped as a comforting hand was placed on her shoulder. "Kagome…" Sango whispered as her friend turned towards her. They had been living in the same house for over a year an a half, and this was the first time the Head of Security for the Sans' home had seen her cry. She opened her arms and hugged the younger woman, as Kagome wept on her shoulder. "Don't worry. I'll be over soon. They won't indict him, Kagome. Every will work out…it always does." Sango tried to assure. Kagome nodded before trying to calm down. "It's time to go." Kagome nodded again before turning to say goodbye to her father.

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Kagome thanked every god she knew that Kagura had been at the courthouse. She had finally managed to compose herself in the car, but her face was a mess. The makeup she had used to conceal the dark circles under her eyes and the greenness of her skin had run. Her eyes were puffy, and she looked like a general mess. Her sister-in-law had taken one look at her, and dragged her into the lady's room. The cosmetic expert had her looking like a different woman within ten minutes.

The untrained eye couldn't tell she had cried or been ill that morning. Unfortunately, her husband knew differently, and when he saw her walk up to the witness chair with her black wool suit and red silk shirt, he wanted to rip her doctor apart. He was supposed to give her medicine today! The stress of the investigation and the possibility of a trial had taken a toll on her nerves. She wasn't sleeping or keeping any food down. After this was over, he was going to take her away…give her a nice vacation.

His lawyer, Myoga Nomi, began the questioning. "Mrs. San, are you aware that Mr. Naraku had given your husband a gun with golden bullets for his last birthday."

Kagome turned to the bug-eyed lawyer in the pure white three piece suit. "Yes, from his personal collection."

"What happened to that present?"

"I don't like guns. I made him return it. When Mr. Naraku wouldn't take it back, I had him dispose of it."

"Mrs. San, where was your husband at the time of Mr. Chan's murder."

"He was home with me."

"How can you be so sure? Mr. Chan was killed in the early hours of the morning. Wouldn't you be sleeping?"

"We weren't sleeping. We were making love."

"Mrs. San, if you divorce your husband, how much money would you receive?"

"Depending on the reason, anywhere from nothing to ten percent of all of his assets."

"If he dies?"

"I would get a third of his assets. If I have a child, the other two thirds are left to him or her in a living trust that I would have no control over. If I have no children, the money returns to his brother."

"If he is found guilty of Mr. Chan's murder, what would you get then?"

"I would get everything."

"How much is everything?"

"He once told me that his net worth was around 800 million dollars."

"Your witness." Myoga sat down happily as the red headed ADA began her questioning. Kagome took a deep breath. She knew Ayame pretty well. This was her first murder trial. Before, she had mainly worked child abuse cases. She had prepped Kagome several times for trial, which is why she was picked for this case. If anyone could make Kagome crack, it was her. Kagome sat up, ready for the cross.

"Mrs. San, do you love your husband?" Kagome hesitated, unable to look at her husband. She was under oath…she couldn't lie more than she had to. It would give Ayame too much ammunition.

"Yes." Ayame raised her eyebrows before continuing,

"Didn't you tell your brother a month into your engagement that you didn't know how you were going to stand spending the rest of your life with him?"

"I didn't say I loved him then."

"Did he know this?"

"Yes."

"Did he love you?"

"Not as far as I know…We married for other reasons. He needed a wife."

"What did you need?" Kagome hesitated before answering,

"Protection…Hojo didn't take the brake up well…He tried to rape me."

"A rape Mr. San prevented."

"Yes."

"How?"

"He…he pulled him off me…" Kagome was having trouble holding back her tears. "He-he had Miroku…his personal head of security, take him out of the apartment."

"Did he report the attempted rape to the police?"

"No."

"But, he did have Mr. Chan beaten to the point he needed intensive care." Ayame asked forcefully.

"Not to my knowledge." The sudden anger was making it easier to control the need to cry. She could feel her husband's angry growls directed towards the ADA. She was sure it was taking Sesshomaru to hold him in place.

"Mr. Chan told the police otherwise."

"A statement he later recanted." Kagome protested.

"After you spoke to him! Did you not ask him not to legally proceed against your husband?"

"No! I told him that I was planning on proceeding legally against him for the rape. I wasn't going to be intimidated by him any longer."

"Did you?"

"He left the state before I could."

"Isn't it true you threatened Mr. Chan then to protect your husband, and you are lying to protect him now?" Ayame accused.

"No!"

"Isn't it true your husband killed Mr. Chan to protect you?" Ayame's words were forceful and accusing.

"No, my husband was with me that night!" Kagome was having trouble controlling her nerves.

"But you have no proof of that!"

"I didn't know I would need it!" Kagome retaliated, angry with her accusations.

"You two had been arguing for a week, is that not true?"

"Yes."

"But you spent the night with him?"

"It's call make-up sex." Kagome was exasperated with the cross, no longer caring how she phrased things.

"Did you stop for food or water?" Ayame continued to ask, not allowing enough time for her to rethink her answers.

"No."

"Did you answer any calls?"

"We weren't interested in the outside world!" She defended.

"You have no proof!"

"And you have no proof to the contrary."

"You have already testified that you love your husband. Wouldn't you do anything to protect him?"

"It is the second rule of mated couples!" She snapped back.

"Then, why should we believe you!"

"Because I got pregnant!" Kagome snapped. She didn't want to blurt it out that way; she hadn't been planning on telling her husband until after the Grand Jury, but Ayame had pushed too far.

"Excuse me?"

"I just got the test results today." She continued more calmly. "I'm six weeks pregnant…according to my doctor, the last day I could have conceived was October 30th, the day Hojo was murdered. As you stated earlier, my husband and I were fighting the previous week, so I must have conceived that night."

"You can verify this?" Ayame asked. Kagome pulled her test results from her bag. After viewing them and showing them to her lead council, the state dropped the charges against Inu Yasha.

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"Haven't you ever heard of an objection?" Inu Yasha growled at Myoga as they waited for Kagome on the steps of the courthouse with the beautiful winter sun shinning on them. She had gone to the rest room right after the trial, avoiding her husband.

"What do you mean, Inu Yasha?" The short bald man asked.

"That ADA was frying her up there!"

"Your wife was doing just fine. If I'd objected, Ayame would have gotten permission to treat her as a hostile witness. I saved us all an argument. Ah, Kagome," Myoga smiled. The man was barely 5'1 and seemed to hop when he walked. "If all my clients had wives like you, I wouldn't have to work for my money." Kagome moved forward on shaky feet. He knew now. This would only complicate things…not that they weren't complicated to begin with. Before she could finish walking towards them, she was wrapped in her husband's arms as he nuzzled her neck.

"I must say that getting pregnant was genius! How did you get the test results to match the date?" Myoga asked. Before Inu Yasha could retaliate, his brother spoke,

"She obviously got pregnant that night, as she testified. You wouldn't be accusing my sister-in-law of perjury." He asked as he joined them on the steps with his wife.

"Of course not, Mr. San…" Myoga immediately regretted his words as he carefully retreated.

"Congratulations." Kagura smiled before kissing Kagome's cheek and hugging her brother-in-law.

"The state is going to proceed against Naraku. The bullets were extremely unique, and they were from his personal collection." Sesshomaru explained. "It's a weak case, but they might catch a lucky break." He took out a velvet case and handed it to his brother. "Remember what we spoke about." He finished as he led his wife towards their limo.

"Keh." Inu Yasha grumbled as he turned to Kagome's tired eyes. She avoided his eyes, afraid of what was to come. "Come on." He led her towards his limo. He had told Miroku to accompany Sango home, so that he would have some privacy with his wife. The chauffer opened their door and asked, "Home, sir?"

"No, Chelsea Piers."

"Are we going on a Circle cruise?" Kagome asked when they were both seated inside.

"No…I'm going to answer your question."

"What question?"

"I want you to know where I was the night of the murder." Inu Yasha explained as Kagome went pale. She had wanted…needed to know who she was for a long time, but…she wasn't sure she was ready for it. "You ok? You look sickly?" Inu Yasha asked in concern. She hit him lightly before sitting back.

"You need to work on your tact." She snapped. His left ear lowered as his face softened in apology. She couldn't stay mad at him for long. Soon, he had his arms around her as she rested her head on his chest listening to his heart beat. He kept one hand firmly over her abdomen, as if it would ensure the well being of their child. She closed her eyes forgetting who they were going to see and pretended that they were just going to go baby shopping. Remembering something, she asked,

"What did Sesshomaru give you?"

"Keh, don't worry about it." Kagome sighed.

The drive to Piers had been too short for Kagome's taste. Her stomach was in a knot as Inu Yasha led her through the crowd of people towards the ice skating ring. "Inu Yasha," Kagome stopped him as they were heading towards the ice.

He turned towards her and raised his eyebrow.

"I'm not sure I want to meet her."

"You should…you two have a lot in common." He replied as he led them towards the benches where people were putting on their skates. Kagome looked around critically: not one woman stood out for her beauty. But, then again, he might not have chosen her for her beauty. She might just be good in bed. Kagome felt her stomach turn as the knot became tighter. As she kept looking for the other woman, she noticed they seemed to be heading towards a grandmother and her grandchild. The little boy was sitting impatiently as she tried to tie his laces. Kagome smiled at the young red head as he looked up. His eyes lit up before he screamed,

"Grandma, look; Inu Yasha's here!"

Kagome was confused as the old silver haired woman turned towards them with a tired smile. "I see you are ready to confess, Inu Yasha." The old woman spoke softly. "Shippo start skating without me. I'll be there in a minute."

"Ok…" Shippo groaned, but before leaving, he stopped in front of Kagome and smiled. "Hi, I'm Shippo. Are you a friend of Yasha's?"

"Sort of…I'm his wife."

"Wife?" Shippo scratched his head confused. "But you're so pretty! What are you doing with an ogre like him?"

"Keh!" Inu Yasha groaned before he lightly hit the boy over the head. Shippo screamed and hid behind Kagome, as she gave her husband a stern look.

"Shippo, go play before Inu Yasha decides he wants to eat you for dinner." The old woman spoke again. This time, the boy obeyed her, fearing the hanyou's fangs.

"You must be Kagome. I am Kaede." The woman spoke as she took Kagome's hands into her own. "Ah, you are full with child."

"Keh, tell us something we didn't know." Kaede's smile barely changed as she continued,

"She is expecting twins, a boy or a girl." Kagome's knees felt weak, as her husband's arms kept her from falling. Inu Yasha led her to the bench, where he sat her down.

"I am happy to see that Inu Yasha decided to tell you the truth. It was eating me up inside knowing that you were taking a great risk to protect us both." Kagome looked at the woman in confusion. "I'm not sure what Inu Yasha told you."

"Not to worry about it." Kagome interrupted.

"That's Inu Yasha for you." The old woman sighed.

"Keh…She didn't need to; we took care of everything."

"Huh?" Kagome was too confused to formulate words.

"Kaede works for immigration…She put the paperwork in order to deport Hojo back to Japan…"

"What?" Kagome felt a mixture of relief and anger.

"I know your opinion on immigration…I knew you wouldn't approve!" Inu Yasha defended himself.

"So you let me believe that you were with another woman!" Kagome yelled as she slapped her husband's arm. Kaede just chuckled as she left to attend to her grandson.

"I was!" Inu Yasha complained.

"So, you were having an affair with her?" Kagome snapped again, somehow she had found the energy that had evaded her for the past few weeks.

"NO!" He complained and shivered at the thought.

"What part of your stupidity justifies letting me think you were sleeping around to cover up that you were playing with someone's immigration status?" She demanded.

"Keh," He stood up, pulling her with him. "You were jealous."

"Very mature!" Kagome complained trying to keep up with her husband's long step. They quickly left the building.

"You were jealous because you love me." Kagome felt her heart sink. He would use it against her. "I know because you said it under oath." He kept teasing her, as they reached the limo. "Though I can't blame you…I'm hard to resist." He pulled her up against the side of the limo before kissing her deeply. She melted. She hated what he could do to her. "What I can't understand," he whispered hotly into her ear, "is why you don't know how I feel about you." He finished nipping her ear lobe.

"Inu Yasha," she gasped as he quickly pushed her into the back seat.

"How's the GW?"

"About thirty minute delays on both levels."

"Good, take it home."

"But…that's going in the wrong direction…"

"I feel like the scenic route home." He explained as he tried to enter his limo, but his driver warned again,

"But, by the time we head back to the Cross Bronx, the Yankee game will be over…Traffic will be horrible."

"I'm counting on it." He replied as sat next to his wife. The driver, finally understanding what his boss wanted, headed back to his position.

Kagome had composed herself by the time he was seated next to her. Taking one look at his stiff wife, he smirked. This was going to be fun. He placed one hand on her knee, careful not to disturb her stocking with his claws as he slid it up her skirt. She tried to pull away, but he pushed her into the corner. Pressing his lips to the back of her ear, he allowed his hot breath to flush her lobe. She gasped as he squeezed her inner thigh. "You should know," he growled lowly as he found the lace of her thigh-high stockings, "how I feel about you."

"T-that you lust for me?" She gasped as she felt him use his claws to push the silk down her legs. What was it about his claws that made her a weak mess.

"Among other things…" He whispered as he lightly nipped her neck.

"Inu Yasha…don't." She begged as she felt his knuckle rub against the silk separating him from her womanhood.

"Did I ever tell you how good you smell?" He growled inhaling her aroused scent. "Intoxicating." He whispered softly as he used his claw to slice through the damp cloth. He traced her outer lips with his claw before moving to the other leg. Kagome was half lost as she raised her head to give him more access to her neck.

"Don't…Please." She pleaded as she shed a few tears. She seemed to be doing that often lately, especially when they were intimate. "I can stand you just lusting after me…I can live with an unrequited love, but I can't…I just can't live knowing you're pretending to love me. T-that would hurt too much."

"Stupid bitch." He grumbled as he licked her tears away. "I'm not pretending." He half-growled as he sliced through the buttons of her black blazer.

"Inu…" Her words were cut off when his mouth descended upon hers ready to attack. She did too much talking. He was passionate and loving as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She pulled him closer as he squeezed her breast through the soft silk blouse. She was hungry for his touch and his warmth. It had been six weeks since the last time they had been together, the longest they had abstained since the wedding.

"You taste so good." He growled as he trailed kissed down her neck and cut through the buttons of her blouse. The driver took a sharp turn forcing him upon her. Feeling her body heat increase from the contact, he smirked. Pushing the silk from her shoulders, he began to suck on her nipples through the black lace of her bra. He used his fangs to scratch the nub and smiled when it hardened. "You're not allowed to where these things anymore." He complained as he ripped it off her, tired of playing with the clasp. He moved in front of her allowing his claws to scratch down her sides. He stopped to kiss her lower abdomen in an awed manner. She moved her hands to his face and caressed it softly. He looked up at her and smile. It was soft and caring, making him look much younger. She smiled softly as he kissed her hands. His eyes glowed with happiness as he whispered, "Mate."

Kagome couldn't stop the tears as she leaned down to kiss him. She knew he wouldn't say those three words she needed to hear…It wasn't like him. This was as close as she was going to get. He brushed the tears away knowing this was the last time she would cry…for now. He pushed her back lightly before slicing through the middle of the skirt. He smirked, kneeling before her. She sat panting, topless, with ripped panties, rolled down stockings and high heals. This touched several of his fantasies. He leaned forward without warning and tasted her. "Delicious."

Her hands were buried in his hair as he repositioned her to have a better angle. He looked up and winked at her before fully inserting his tongue in her canal. She fisted his hair and moaned. Swirling his tongue, he pulled out before outlining her lips. He smirked as she melted into the seat. "Inu Yasha," she begged, "make love to me."

"I am." He growled, allowing the vibrations of his voice to touch her bundle of nerves. She screamed in pleasure, as he began to suck and tease the bud. Taking two fingers, he penetrated her slowly as she tried to squeeze her legs shut. Her moans were addictive as he moved his fingers like a pendulum and teased her clit. The different sensations was driving her crazy as she felt a pressure begin to build in her lower abdomen. He moved faster, knowing she was close, and began using his fangs. She buried her nails into his scalp as she wrapped her legs around his head, pulling him closer. He smirked, slipping in a third finger. Her orgasm was instantaneous. He drank her juices desperately. She tasted better…probably because now he knew she only wanted to cum for him. She would only cum for him.

His eyes turned slightly red as he pushed off her heals and stockings. She was working on his suit jacket, frantically trying to get him naked. He stopped her. "Today, we take our time." He whispered as he helped her use his claws to cut through his buttons at a slow pace.

Kagome wet her lips as her heart began to pound in her chest. She was no longer coy with him. He had seen, tasted and marked every inch of her body and soul, loving it all. She carefully took off his silk tie before unbuttoning his shirt. She kissed him softly. Their lips met as if it were the first time, exploring unknown terrain. He outlined her lips with his tongue before lightly nipping her lower lip. She pushed him back lightly, so that he was sitting on the floor of the limo. Smiling she straddled his hips and began to trail kisses down his neck and chest as she pushed the Egyptian cotton off his shoulders. She ran her fingers down his defined biceps, shivering at their power.

He smirked as he rested his claws on her hips. She was so good to him…He should have known sooner. Why else would she worship his body so tenderly? He laid back as she moved down to undo his belt. He kicked off his shoes as she pulled down his pants. She stopped to adore his navel with her tongue, smiling when she felt his erection grow against her chest. She felt herself grow wet from the action. Everything that gave him pleasure pleased her more. Her sole purpose of being at that moment in time was to please her mate.

She led a trail of kisses from his navel to the silver patch of curly hair below. She nuzzled his manhood lovingly as he caressed her shoulders with his claws. She lightly kissed the tip before licking away the pre-cum. He bit his tongue to keep from moaning. She blew lightly on the newly wet flesh, and he tasted blood in his mouth. He growled impatiently, to which, she smiled a reply of, "I thought we were going to take our time."

Her voice was low and husky, causing his erection to twitch. She knew him too well. "Don't test me…" His growl was cut short as she engulfed the tip of his manhood. Looking down, he wondered how he could have ever let another woman do that to him. Holding his hips steady, she swirled her tongue from the base to the tip, before beginning a bopping motion. She accidentally scratched him with her teeth causing him to growl in pleasure. It didn't take much attention from her to get him ready to release. As the limo hit a speed bump, he was pushed deeper into her throat. He didn't know how he kept from spilling at the intense pleasure her small mouth provided, but was grateful. There was only one place he wanted his seed, and it would be closer to his children.

Kagome coughed lightly. Having Inu Yasha shoved that deep down her throat wasn't comfortable. She didn't notice when he moved, but was keenly aware when he pinned her below him. She was surprised. They hadn't been in this position since the night they mated. "I want to see you cum." He explained as lapped the area of her skin where he had marked her. He rubbed himself against her, using her juices to lubricate himself. She wrapped her legs around his waist as her hands moved of their own accord towards his ears. As the tips of her fingers reached the furry appendages, he started to push into her. His movements were as slow and sensual as her fingers on his ears. It wasn't until she fully touched them that he completely filled her.

He kissed her neck softly as she closed her eyes, completely trusting him. Her movements were slow to reflect his initial rhythm. He wasn't kidding about taking his time. Each thrust took a moment to memorize each inch of her cavern, another to rub against her jewel and another to fill her to the hilt. She was complete. For the first time in her life, she didn't feel like she was missing anything. She was happy, full, loved and loving.

She began to kiss his neck as she rubbed his ears faster. He still followed her lead. Her back arched with pleasure as she felt the oncoming wave of an orgasm build. He moved faster, but was still gentle, as he nipped and sucked her neck. She tasted salty, but fulfilling. The friction between their bodies was delicious as he fit her perfectly. As the limo hit another speed bump, he bit his mark hard. She screamed in ecstasy as her walls convulsed around him. He refused to let go. Pulling her legs over his shoulders, he began to pound harder. The new angle left her more vulnerable to him, making the experience too enticing to resist as he brushed harder against her erect nub.

She could no longer keep caressing his ears: She was too gone from her orgasm and too awake from the one that was building up again. His pace was inhuman, and she knew she was going to cum again. She needed him to cum with her, to enjoy the ride with her. She was so close; each thrust was harder and deeper than its predecessor. She had to make him cum…

Her voice was horse from her screaming, but she still managed to whisper, "I love you…mate." Inu Yasha's eyes turned red as he slammed into her one final time, spilling his hot seed into her awaiting body. She screamed as her world came crashing down in a wave of pure pleasure.

She rested limply on the limo floor, unconscious from the waves of pleasure as he moved to her side. He grabbed his suit jacket to cover them with it. As he brought her close, he whispered into her ear, "I love you too." She stirred lightly before nuzzling his neck.

He smiled. She would be mad when she woke up. He had destroyed all her clothing…and he was pretty sure that the skirt was one of her favorites. He would just have to appease her with her present. He grabbed the black velvet case Sesshomaru had given him and opened it up. "Loyal bitches need to be rewarded, and yours has surpassed the test." He had said. Inu Yasha took the diamond and ruby necklace his father had gotten his mother when she had conceived and placed it around his mate's neck. He should have given it to her long ago. He smiled softly at her before kissing her forehead. By the feel of the limo, they were just hitting traffic on the Cross Bronx. They could afford a half hour nap before figuring out what were they going to do about clothes. He could always text Miroku a warning…but he rather see her in his clothes.

Inu Yasha yawned and went to sleep, completely sated, for now. His bitch had made him very happy. She had protected him, loved him and conceived. It looked like the second year of their marriage would be much better.