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“It’s the cocoa butter. I might have put too much on my belly. I don’t want stretch marks.” So far, I’m good.
“I don’t care what marks you get from this. You’re making our baby in your little body. That deserves awards and respect and maybe some light spanking. Very light. The doctor said sex could help induce labor. We want this show on the road, don’t we? So we can meet our beautiful baby and get married.”
I smile, my heart warmed and my insides alight with desire. He’s conditioned me with that word like Pavlov conditioned his dogs. “I could use some light spanking as long as it doesn’t set off my back.”
I never want to experience that again. The spasms were horrific. Soon, I’ll endure a kind of pain that could make or break me of ever wanting a baby again. We have a birthing plan, and Everleigh said the epidural made labor much easier.
“You won’t have to do a thing but lie on the bed. I’ll do all the work and make you feel like you’re flying. How does that sound?”
“Mmm.” I nestle my face in the crook of his neck and kiss his warm skin. I wasn’t sure that I would want to have sex once my belly got huge, but Easton’s attraction for me hasn’t faded one bit. In fact, it’s grown stronger.
“Is my sweetcakes ready to go home?”
“I’m ready for all of it.” I smile.
Home, the baby, and to get married. This isn’t at all how I planned my life. What I’ve learned about planning is that you underestimate fate and what the universe might have intended for you. I promise I’ll teach our daughter to be open to the world and what it sends her way. That fear can be restricting. And that love can surprise you if you let go and trust your heart. Her father and I are proof of that.
