Gabriel's Redemption (Gabriel's Inferno #3)(140)

“She did this to herself. She had several opportunities to rethink her choices, and she didn’t. No one made her go to Oxford and try to sabotage you, or to do mediocre work at Columbia.”

“I suppose you’re right.” Julia rested her head on the pillow. “Academia is the strangest place.”

“Bit like Mars, really. Except with more sex.”

Julia laughed. “I’m glad Katherine approves of me. I shudder to think what would happen if she didn’t.”

“Me, too. But in any case, I’ll speak to Greg Matthews and make sure the rumors about us are quashed.”

“Don’t call in a favor for that. I might need his help with something else.”

“Like what?”

“Katherine thinks I need to take a maternity leave. She wants me to speak to Cecilia about it.”

Gabriel stroked the arches of her eyebrows with his fingers.

“And what do you want?”

“I have to talk to Cecilia. But I was hoping to wait until I’m in my second trimester. Most mis—” She caught Gabriel’s eye and stumbled over the word. “—problems occur in the first trimester.”

“If you want to take a maternity leave, you should. If you don’t want to, you don’t have to. I’m going on leave regardless. After the paternity leave, they owe me a sabbatical. I could be home with the baby for two years.”

“Isn’t there some rule about not taking a leave and a sabbatical back to back?”

“Probably.” Gabriel began caressing her lower back. “But I have it written into my contract that they give me a sabbatical the year after next. It was part of their job offer.”

“I’d hate to see you waste your sabbatical,” she said quietly.

His hand rested in the hollow of her lower back.

“What part of spending time with the baby would be wasted?”

“You won’t be able to finish your book.”

“I’m sure I’ll have time to write. Even if I didn’t, it would be worth it. Talk to Cecilia and see what she says. But whatever you do, don’t worry. I made promises to you, and I intend to keep them.”

Julia smiled. “That’s the only reason why I’m not freaking out.”

He gazed at her intensely. “Good.”

Chapter Seventy-four

April 2012

So, Julianne, what can I do for you?” Cecilia Marinelli ushered her graduate student into her office, gesturing to a comfortable chair near the large desk.

Cecilia was just under five feet tall, with bobbed dark hair and blue eyes. She was from Pisa, originally, and spoke English with an accent.

“I came to ask your advice.” Julia began wringing her hands.

“Ask.” Cecilia gave Julia an encouraging look.

“Um, I’m going to have a baby.”

“Congratulations! This is good news, yes?” Cecilia switched to Italian, smiling widely.

Julia answered her in Italian. “Yes. Very good news. Uh, but I’m due in September, right at the beginning of the semester.”

Cecilia shrugged. “Then you take maternity leave and return the next year.”

“I don’t want to fall behind in my program, so I’m not going to take a maternity leave.”

Professor Marinelli shook her head. “This is not the best idea. Normally, in your third year, you would teach in the fall and take your linguistics course plus another class. Then you would write your general exams in the winter. Since your baby comes in September, I think your teaching and coursework would have to be delayed until January. Then you will be studying for your exams at the same time. This is too much.” Cecilia’s tone was not unkind.

“I didn’t realize that.” Julia’s voice sounded shaky and small.

“You do what you like, but certainly, I would take maternity leave.”

“Really?”

Cecilia sat back in her chair for a moment. “It will be too much for you to put all these things in one semester. Your colleagues will have the advantage of you in their general exams. And you cannot fail. So, to make things fair, you take maternity leave for one year. Then, you teach and take your classes the following September, and take your exams in the winter. Yes, you will be behind a year. But you are a good student. I think you will catch up when you are writing your dissertation. It will be better to be behind a year than to realize midsemester you cannot do everything.”

Julia’s heart sank as all her plans fell to pieces. Frantically, she searched for another solution.

“Aren’t some of the courses offered in the summer?”

Cecilia noted her student’s reaction and switched to English. “No, I’m sorry.”

Julia’s hands twisted in her lap.

“It’s just that Gabriel was going to take a leave from BU so that I wouldn’t have to.”

“Gabriel? With a baby?” Cecilia laughed, chattering to herself in Italian.

(Apparently, she found the thought of the Professor looking after a baby highly amusing. In this, she was not alone.)

“This, I did not expect. But it shows he will be a good father, yes? If he is willing to help. But Gabriel’s leave doesn’t solve the problem of the schedule. It isn’t realistic to think you can have a baby, then return to class the next day. God forbid you have complications and need to take time off before the baby is born.”