137 Bed Res (1/2)

It has been three days thru my one week bed rest confinement. I have been lying on bed for these past three days, only moving if I need to go to the bathroom. Even when eating, the food was served for me here in bed.

I sighed. ”Troy is really strict.” I mumble to myself.

I would really want to stand a little to stretch my body. I look around and saw that no one was around. I take the blankets off of me and slowly sat down on bed. I stretch my legs and feet a little and it feels good.

I slowly stand up. I lazily stretch my upper body and arms.

”Ahhh. That feels good.” I said.

”And what do you think you are doing?” I heard Troy's voice at the door.

When I looked towards the door I see my angel lazily leaning on the door frame with his arms folded. He was looking dashing on his casual clothes, a white t-shirt and brown khaki shorts. I can never get use to my angel's handsome features. Every time I see him my heart thumps rapidly.

”Umm...well I thought I want to stretch my body for a second.” I made an awkward smile. 'Jill you are so busted.' I thought to myself.

Troy walked towards me and I brace myself to get some scolding. But to my surprise he gently kisses my forehead. I look up at him in surprise. He gives me a warm smile.

”Love, the doctor specifically said you are confined to total bed rest. And you know what that means?” Troy looked at me seriously.

I sighed in defeat. ”It means to be on bed and as much as possible refrain from standing up and walking.” I answered softly.

”I know you are getting bored and your body is starting to feel sore. But please be patient. After the confinement you can move freely again.” Troy said with gentleness.

”I understand.” I said and hugged him. ”I'm sorry. Please forgive me.” I use my secret weapon, my charms. I know Troy is a little irritated at me.

Troy sighed. He wraps his arms around me. ”Oh Jill. You really know my weakness.” He chuckled and I giggled with him. Troy gently scoops me up off my feet and gently put me on the bed. He covered me with the blankets.

'Troy will be a good father.' I thought and smiled to myself.