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If he showed up with attitude and blame, I’d absolutely tell him to stick it where the sun doesn’t shine. But I’m not the type of woman to make him get on his knees and prove his remorse to me. He said I’m sorry, and it’s far from empty.
That doesn’t mean I can’t eke out just a tiny bit of extra apology.
“You’re forgiven this one time. On one condition.”
The dimple of his right cheek pokes through a slight grin and obliterates the heaviness. I hope our son inherits those dimples.
“Food? It’s food, isn’t it? Where do you want me to go?”
My mouth waters thinking of the nachos from a few weeks ago. I could definitely pound down some of those. But it isn’t food I want. Sex. NO! It isn’t sex either.
Oh, my god, Kiersten, stop thinking about sex, or he’ll read it written all over your face.
“I need a back rub.” I finally manage to squeak out without a single innuendo thrown in.
“Are you in pain?” His voice exposes his concern.
“Not really. I mean, a little. You’d think sitting all day would be a dream. And it is, for my cankles. Having to keep this belly supported off my thighs and not slouch is no easy task.”
Without questioning any further, Nathan toes off his boots one at a time—how does he make even that look sexy?—and starts a welcome invasion of my couch cocoon. He slips between me and the back cushion, and the warmth of his body envelops me. A sigh of relief slips out as his big hands begin their magic.
“I’m buying you a belly band.”
“A what?”
“I read about it. It’s an elastic band that you wear around your belly for extra support.” His deep voice rumbles in my ear.
He read about it? I want to ask, mostly because I’m curious when he read this, but his hands feel way too good to continue that train of thought. I never did get that nap I desperately wanted.
Relaxing further into him, I close my eyes and hum.
“Do you feel this way a lot?” His voice drops to a gentle murmur as he continues his ministrations on my lower back.
“Mm, sometimes, yeah.”
I think I hear him swallow behind me, almost as if his throat went dry, and he needs a refreshing drink.
My eyelids flutter, and my mind drifts away from thoughts of belly bands and baby daddies and low back pain.
But before my mind goes fully blank, I swear I hear him mumble something about living together. All I can think is how nice it’d be to have a live-in, full-time masseuse.
15
Kiersten
“I think you should tell me where we’re going.”
Ignoring my burning question, Nathan asks one of his own. “Are you wearing something warm? It’s pretty cold outside.”
I sandwich my phone between my ear and shoulder to grab my boots and new heavy coat from my closet.
“I’m getting stuff together now. Do I need gloves?”
“And a hat, please. I’d let you wear mine, but then my ears will get cold, and we just can’t have that.” His playful tone sends tingles down my spine.
I don’t know what changed, but the past two weeks have been a lot lighter. Our time together feels like it used to, back when we were strictly friends and there wasn’t a literal bump growing between us.
“You’re lucky Cami dragged me out to buy a new coat. My old one doesn’t fit over my belly anymore.”
