#Chapter 42: Another Kiss

I shrugged. "You have this secret thing between you, so what am I supposed to expect when she looked so, I don't know, radiant." "Do you want me to tell you? I don't think she'll mind really." I looked at him, surprised. "I don't want you to break a confidence." He waved his hand as if to dismiss my concerns. "If it will make you feel better." He stood and moved away, sitting back down on a chair opposite from mine. I hated that I suddenly missed his closeness. "Matilda was, is, very happy and she is indeed pursuing love." I sat up, scowling. "In the purest form I know," he added, cutting off my objection. "She wants to be a mother." I could feel my mouth hanging open. "A mother?" "And it's your fault, by the way." I could see Charles was enjoying this, stringing it out while I sat tortured. I slumped back, the bump on my head beginning to throb slightly while my ankle was going numb. "Okay, Charles. I give up. How is this my fault." "She wants to adopt on