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himself into. I was a bit of an emotional terrorist at the moment. My hormones still hadn’t settled down. I slipped my hand into his and kissed his cheek.
    “The room is great by the way, the perfect size for a baby. You can always make it bigger as the baby grows and wants more personal space.”
    “Personal space? What about us, are we going to get any personal space?”
    I laughed. “Not for a long time to come, Danny. Having a child means being on call all the time. Our lives will revolve around the baby.”
    “She’s not even born and already I’m wishing she was grown up,” Danny chuckled.
    My stomach rumbled and Danny rubbed it.
    “I don’t know what I want more, a snack or a sleep,” I sighed. “I never seem to get enough of anything these days.”
    “I wish I could say the same,” Danny whispered, “me, I’m getting too much.”
    “When are you going to tell Michael?” I asked. “You might need some time off for a while. I’ll be needing help, I’m sure.”
    “I plan to tell him in a few months’ time, when I’m next due to report in. I’m sure there’ll be lots of questions — not only from Michael — and angels wanting to document the whole thing. The longer I leave it the less intrusion on our lives there’ll be.”
    I hadn’t thought about that. I hoped they wouldn’t want to come and witness the birth. A whole heap of boring old farts, even if they were angels, weren’t what I wanted hanging around when the time came.
    “Maybe you can tell him when I’m as big as a whale and don’t get out much. Whatever happens after that won’t be so much of an imposition if I’m housebound anyway, as long as they don’t want to stay to watch the birth. I flatly refuse to have hundreds of angels gawking at me while I’m pushing out something the size of a watermelon. Which reminds me, we need to talk about meals. I probably won’t want to travel far to eat.”
    “We’ll worry about whether or not you should dine in when you’re as big a whale, as you think you’ll be. That will be quite some sight to see,” Danny said. “For now you need rest, then a quick bite to eat before you drag me off to be tortured by some woman trying to peddle every gadget and gimmick under the sun that our daughter may or may not need.”
    “You’re funny,” I laughed.
    Danny gently steered me out of the nursery. “Come on, off to bed with you.”
    I blinked. I felt it happen this time. If we’d been upstairs I could have seen Danny walking with his arm around a seemingly non-existent body. I’m sure it would have looked strange and I giggled. Danny said nothing. He simply guided my invisible body to the bed while I focused on trying to blink back. I appeared for a moment, though when I relaxed my concentration I was gone again. It was then I had the deliciously wicked idea of how much fun it would be to …
    “What’re you doing?” Danny said.
    “Ah, please,” I said. “Just a little bit of fun before I go to sleep. It’ll take my mind off food.”
    “I can’t even see you,” he said.
    “ Mmm, but I can see you. I’ll do all the work,” I purred in his ear, “I promise.”
    “I think I need a vacation already,” Danny mumbled, but he didn’t put up much resistance and I got my way.
    Afterwards he said it was a very surreal experience, knowing something was happening, though not being able to see it happen. It was not something he really wanted to be on the receiving end of. He was quite willing to practice extending himself though, so I could experience it for myself. The idea made my stomach flutter. There was so little I hadn’t experienced that the thought of something new was a big turn on. Or maybe it was just my hormones in overdrive.
    The sun had well and truly risen when I finally woke up. Danny was already awake.
    “What time did you get up?” I asked.
    “I didn’t go to sleep.”
    “Why not?”
    “Your dreams are a little too weird at the moment, even for