Chapter 18

Zoe's P.O.V After our talk that night Daryl had been extra careful with how he acted and anything he said around me and it was honestly getting annoying now. I don't want to be treated like a porcelain doll but rather like a human with feelings. "Daryl?" I said as he was making coffee for himself. "Yes, love?" "Could you start to treat me like a human again please?" I said pouting as he laughed. "What?" "You treat me like I'm a doll since the conversation we had the other night and I hate it!" "Babe it's probably just your pregnancy hormones making you feel this way," he said placing a piece of stray hair behind my ear. I bit his finger that was tracing my face. "What was that for?" He said pulling away and examining his finger now with teeth marks present. "That's because you are getting on my last nerve right now," I snapped before getting up to get a glass of water. "Okay fine I won't treat yo