.
" Good morning , love , " Evan mumbled as he teased the side of her face with a caress before leaning in and placing a warm and inviting kiss on her cheek .
" It ' s not morning yet . " Grace said , keeping her eyes closed . Once again , she thought how she wanted to stay in her husband ' s arms forever, never leaving them . Although if she were honest, during the past year she hadn ' t left them often, which her delicate condition proved .
****
" Seems the sun is mistaken , " Evan teased as he gently moved his arm around his wife pulling her even closer into the curve of his body . Her scent and profound softness never ceased to awaken the insatiable desire he couldn ' t extinguish, even with last night ' s lovemaking . He smiled, thrilled to know that it would always be that way . Never could he have enough of her luscious body or fiery spirit . As his arm caressed her growing belly he smiled as he felt the slightest of kick to his palm .
" Gregory knows … " Evan teased, waiting for Grace ' s certain reply.
" No, Georgiana knows. " She corrected , turning over to face her husband and grinning in response to the mischief in his eyes .
" Regardless … " Evan smiled as his eyes roamed over his cherished wife ' s features . " It ' s Christmas, and he — or she, " he added at his wife ' s raised eyebrow, " know s that today is special . It ' s the day of magic , is it not ? " Evan asked as he took a silken threat of his wife ' s honey and cinnamon hair and tick l ed her nose with it, earning a light swat at his hand.
" It is indeed a day of magic. " Grace caress ed his face with her hand, once again marveling at the bristly texture of his skin from his dark stubble .
" How are you feeling? " Ewan asked, concerned as ever over her condition.
" Sleepy. In fact, I think I ' ll just lie here and let you take care of the day ' s festivities … " She roll ed over and grinn ed as she waited for her husband ' s reaction.
" Oh no you don ' t! " He pulled her back against him, holding her captive in the strength of his arms. " The last time you tried that , I was left with the responsibility of picking parlor games and refreshments . One of the more awkward moments of my life, thank you very much. "
" Whit thought it was funny. " Grace giggled at her husband ' s expense.
" He would be sure to fin d any situation that caused me discomfort hilarious . He wouldn ' t let me forget it about it for a month. "
" Only because you didn ' t realize that b randy wasn ' t considered a refreshment, at least for ladies. "
" That was a mistake! I said that I needed b randy, not Lady Specter. "
" Yes, well her expression was amusing when she was handed a glass and told it was requested especially for her. "
" In my defense, I haven ' t seen a lady drink b randy that liberally since… "
" That ' s enough . I don ' t want to know any details of your past , " Grace interrupted, putting her bare fingers over his mouth . " It ' s doesn ' t matter, what matters is that you ' r e mine now. "
****
" Indeed I am , " Ewan said reverently as Grace removed her fingers from his lips.
" And you ' re mine. " H e pushed Grace onto her back and hovered over her , careful to not put any pressure on her swollen belly.
" Mine and mine alone , " h e whispered against her lips as he kissed them teasingly, knowing his wife would be expecting and wanting more. With a hungry tenacity he took his wife ' s lips with his own, fiercely demanding her response and fully receiving it .
" We ' ll be late. " Grace spoke between kisses.
" Hang it all , " Ewan mumbled against her soft lips, as he attempted to remove any clothing his wife had foolishly donned.
" But it is our house party , " Grace said but made no move to end their passionate exchange.
" It ' s only Rachel and Shiply . I doubt they ' ll even be on time . T hey were only recently married themselves. " Ewan growled as he began to do far more than exchange kisses with his wife
" Good morning , love , " Evan mumbled as he teased the side of her face with a caress before leaning in and placing a warm and inviting kiss on her cheek .
" It ' s not morning yet . " Grace said , keeping her eyes closed . Once again , she thought how she wanted to stay in her husband ' s arms forever, never leaving them . Although if she were honest, during the past year she hadn ' t left them often, which her delicate condition proved .
****
" Seems the sun is mistaken , " Evan teased as he gently moved his arm around his wife pulling her even closer into the curve of his body . Her scent and profound softness never ceased to awaken the insatiable desire he couldn ' t extinguish, even with last night ' s lovemaking . He smiled, thrilled to know that it would always be that way . Never could he have enough of her luscious body or fiery spirit . As his arm caressed her growing belly he smiled as he felt the slightest of kick to his palm .
" Gregory knows … " Evan teased, waiting for Grace ' s certain reply.
" No, Georgiana knows. " She corrected , turning over to face her husband and grinning in response to the mischief in his eyes .
" Regardless … " Evan smiled as his eyes roamed over his cherished wife ' s features . " It ' s Christmas, and he — or she, " he added at his wife ' s raised eyebrow, " know s that today is special . It ' s the day of magic , is it not ? " Evan asked as he took a silken threat of his wife ' s honey and cinnamon hair and tick l ed her nose with it, earning a light swat at his hand.
" It is indeed a day of magic. " Grace caress ed his face with her hand, once again marveling at the bristly texture of his skin from his dark stubble .
" How are you feeling? " Ewan asked, concerned as ever over her condition.
" Sleepy. In fact, I think I ' ll just lie here and let you take care of the day ' s festivities … " She roll ed over and grinn ed as she waited for her husband ' s reaction.
" Oh no you don ' t! " He pulled her back against him, holding her captive in the strength of his arms. " The last time you tried that , I was left with the responsibility of picking parlor games and refreshments . One of the more awkward moments of my life, thank you very much. "
" Whit thought it was funny. " Grace giggled at her husband ' s expense.
" He would be sure to fin d any situation that caused me discomfort hilarious . He wouldn ' t let me forget it about it for a month. "
" Only because you didn ' t realize that b randy wasn ' t considered a refreshment, at least for ladies. "
" That was a mistake! I said that I needed b randy, not Lady Specter. "
" Yes, well her expression was amusing when she was handed a glass and told it was requested especially for her. "
" In my defense, I haven ' t seen a lady drink b randy that liberally since… "
" That ' s enough . I don ' t want to know any details of your past , " Grace interrupted, putting her bare fingers over his mouth . " It ' s doesn ' t matter, what matters is that you ' r e mine now. "
****
" Indeed I am , " Ewan said reverently as Grace removed her fingers from his lips.
" And you ' re mine. " H e pushed Grace onto her back and hovered over her , careful to not put any pressure on her swollen belly.
" Mine and mine alone , " h e whispered against her lips as he kissed them teasingly, knowing his wife would be expecting and wanting more. With a hungry tenacity he took his wife ' s lips with his own, fiercely demanding her response and fully receiving it .
" We ' ll be late. " Grace spoke between kisses.
" Hang it all , " Ewan mumbled against her soft lips, as he attempted to remove any clothing his wife had foolishly donned.
" But it is our house party , " Grace said but made no move to end their passionate exchange.
" It ' s only Rachel and Shiply . I doubt they ' ll even be on time . T hey were only recently married themselves. " Ewan growled as he began to do far more than exchange kisses with his wife
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