Arwen stared at him and pursed her lips before slowly nodding. "Fine, if that keeps you calm. But wait," she pressed her finger against his chest before gently poking him to say, "You can't cage me at home 24X7. I won't live a life of a prisoner for the nine months."
"You can never be a prisoner, Moon," Aiden said, his tone slightly serious. "Not under my watch."
She rolled her eyes. "The way you are panicking over every small thing now, I feel like I will end up being a prisoner at home for my entire pregnancy. And there is no way I am letting that happen. So, you'd better know what I am not signing for."
"Moon, I —"
"Don't Moon me now, dear husband," Arwen said, grabbing and tugging at his collar. "Just listen to what I am signing for and what I am not. So that you know where you can control, and where you cannot."
