wrapped my arm around my breast again, ignoring Alex’s scowl. I had to bring back my u ncaring attitude. I would not allow him to see how he made me feel, how vulnerable and weak I felt with this need I had for him.
“Yes, I think I could do that.”
He reached down to lift me up and I paid no attention to his large hands sliding against my wet skin. When I was standing on the rug, I held onto the towel bar as he said. He began rubbing my skin with the plush towel. I ignored how my breast ached as the fabric brushed against them. I took no notice of the shiver my body produced as he came closer to my damp sex.
However , I did become aware when the towel paused at my hip. I looked down to see Alex place a trembling hand softly on my distended belly. He stared straight ahead towards my belly button, his face one of awe.
Then the baby decided to turn over, making my stomach twist and push at his hand. He pulled it away quickly, completely surprised by the baby’s actions. His gaze met mine on ly a moment before he stood up.
The moment was sweet, if not fleeting and in that brief moment our eyes met, I saw something I thought I would never see in Alex. He was scared. I couldn’t blame him, I was terrified of becoming a mother, but I had come to terms with my fears and Alex would have to do the same.
He could let those fears consume him and walk away from knowing the best thing to ever happen to him, a beautiful child, or he could fight against his apprehensions and become the father I knew he could be.
~ 13 ~
Alex
Standing in the doorway, dinner in hand, I could not help but stop and watch her. I had forgotten how beautiful she was. With her dark hair that curled down her back, her creamy complexion, and curves in all the right places, she looked like the perfect example of a sex kitten. Her pouty pink lips and almond shaped eyes only emphasized the look.
It was amazing. I had always thought Sam was an exceptionally beautiful woman, but right then, laying in my bed, she was glowing. Pregnancy definitely agreed with her.
My mind raced back to the times I help her with her bath ing. Those were fantastic and yet agonizing moments. She was sexy clothed, but naked? Hell, she was downright sinful.
I had thought her pregnant belly would be somewhat of a turn off, but I was wrong. Damn, wrong. The sight of her full curves had m y dick so hard I could have drove nails with the thing.
S he was no better. I could smell her arousal. It permeated the air with every caress of her scalp as I washed her hair. Drying her off was almost worse. As much as I suffered through every one of those baths, I still couldn’t wait for the next.
I dropped thoughts of sinful baths and watched Sam. She was so engrossed in the book she was reading, she missed her mouth a couple of times, getting Alfredo sauce on her chin. I chuckled lightly, but she still had not noticed me.
I had brought in Sam’s food earlier on a tray and she was sitting up eating while simultaneously reading. It was the shifter romance I had found in her room and purposely packed with her belongings. Quite ironic, and appropriate, I thought. I was pleased she had at least a little curiosity about the paranormal. I thought it might make things easier for her in the future.
“ Can I eat with you?”
Sam jumped at the sound of my voice. I smiled politely, but inside I was laughing with delight. She must have been at a good part.
She cleared her throat and slid the book on the nightstand. “Sure,” she said and my smile dimmed.
She was using that flat; she could not care less tone again. I had been hearing that tone for the past week and I was at my limit. I had wanted to give her time to get use to staying with me, leaving her alone for the most part, except when she needed something, but I was ready to move forward with my plan.
“ Thanks, I didn’t want to eat alone,” I said going in and sitting beside her on the bed, close enough our
“Yes, I think I could do that.”
He reached down to lift me up and I paid no attention to his large hands sliding against my wet skin. When I was standing on the rug, I held onto the towel bar as he said. He began rubbing my skin with the plush towel. I ignored how my breast ached as the fabric brushed against them. I took no notice of the shiver my body produced as he came closer to my damp sex.
However , I did become aware when the towel paused at my hip. I looked down to see Alex place a trembling hand softly on my distended belly. He stared straight ahead towards my belly button, his face one of awe.
Then the baby decided to turn over, making my stomach twist and push at his hand. He pulled it away quickly, completely surprised by the baby’s actions. His gaze met mine on ly a moment before he stood up.
The moment was sweet, if not fleeting and in that brief moment our eyes met, I saw something I thought I would never see in Alex. He was scared. I couldn’t blame him, I was terrified of becoming a mother, but I had come to terms with my fears and Alex would have to do the same.
He could let those fears consume him and walk away from knowing the best thing to ever happen to him, a beautiful child, or he could fight against his apprehensions and become the father I knew he could be.
~ 13 ~
Alex
Standing in the doorway, dinner in hand, I could not help but stop and watch her. I had forgotten how beautiful she was. With her dark hair that curled down her back, her creamy complexion, and curves in all the right places, she looked like the perfect example of a sex kitten. Her pouty pink lips and almond shaped eyes only emphasized the look.
It was amazing. I had always thought Sam was an exceptionally beautiful woman, but right then, laying in my bed, she was glowing. Pregnancy definitely agreed with her.
My mind raced back to the times I help her with her bath ing. Those were fantastic and yet agonizing moments. She was sexy clothed, but naked? Hell, she was downright sinful.
I had thought her pregnant belly would be somewhat of a turn off, but I was wrong. Damn, wrong. The sight of her full curves had m y dick so hard I could have drove nails with the thing.
S he was no better. I could smell her arousal. It permeated the air with every caress of her scalp as I washed her hair. Drying her off was almost worse. As much as I suffered through every one of those baths, I still couldn’t wait for the next.
I dropped thoughts of sinful baths and watched Sam. She was so engrossed in the book she was reading, she missed her mouth a couple of times, getting Alfredo sauce on her chin. I chuckled lightly, but she still had not noticed me.
I had brought in Sam’s food earlier on a tray and she was sitting up eating while simultaneously reading. It was the shifter romance I had found in her room and purposely packed with her belongings. Quite ironic, and appropriate, I thought. I was pleased she had at least a little curiosity about the paranormal. I thought it might make things easier for her in the future.
“ Can I eat with you?”
Sam jumped at the sound of my voice. I smiled politely, but inside I was laughing with delight. She must have been at a good part.
She cleared her throat and slid the book on the nightstand. “Sure,” she said and my smile dimmed.
She was using that flat; she could not care less tone again. I had been hearing that tone for the past week and I was at my limit. I had wanted to give her time to get use to staying with me, leaving her alone for the most part, except when she needed something, but I was ready to move forward with my plan.
“ Thanks, I didn’t want to eat alone,” I said going in and sitting beside her on the bed, close enough our
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