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The smell of breakfast was absolutely lovely as it filled my nostrils. I still enjoyed getting up in the mornings and making a breakfast that everyone was happy with. Eggs with bacon and sausage, some blueberry muffins because I knew how much Paige liked them. I had debated against cinnamon rolls this morning since the muffins were probably enough.
I took them out of the oven and stole one from the tray to take a bite. I let out a little moan when I realized how good it was. I’d made it from scratch, and I was pretty happy with myself.
Out of nowhere, I felt some strong arms wrapping around me. I couldn’t stop the grin from spreading across my face. I knew exactly who it was without him having to say anything. Ezra. He pulled me close to his body, my backside against his front, just the way that I liked it. I smirked before turning around in his arms and offering him a bit of the muffin I’d been munching on.
Ezra grinned and took a bite. “Hot,” he stated.
“Fresh from the oven,” I told him. “Do you like them?”
“They’re delicious.”
“I’m glad to hear that.”
He leaned down and kissed me good morning like he did every single morning. I pressed my hips against him and wrapped an arm around his neck in an effort to pull him closer to me. Was it bad that I wanted this man at all points throughout the day? Because I did. I constantly wanted him, and it never stopped.
But thankfully Ezra didn’t have a problem with that.
“Good morning,” I whispered against his lips.
“Good morning, beautiful.” He gave me one more quick little peck, and I was quick to kiss him back.
He kept me caged in against the counter and looked over all of the food. “How many times do I have to tell you that it’s not your responsibility to cook anymore?” he asked. “We can hire a nanny, I keep telling you that. You shouldn’t be doing all of this when we’re expecting another child.”
My hand rubbed over my pregnant stomach, which had just begun to show. This would be Ezra’s third child, and the second one that I’d given birth to. Although as far as I was concerned, Paige was my daughter as well.
“Being pregnant doesn’t make me handicapped,” I reminded him.
“But you should still be getting plenty of rest.”
I waved him off. I’d come to notice that whenever I was pregnant, Ezra went out of his way to make sure that I was comfortable, which was cute in theory, until he went completely overboard like he always, somehow, managed to do. Monitoring my weight and telling me what I could and couldn’t eat. He’d done so much research that it was ridiculous and had even gone so far as to correct our doctor a few times, even though I’d told him to stop because of how embarrassing that was.
“And I got nine hours of sleep last night,” I reminded him. “I’m sure that’s plenty.” I tried to offer him a playful grin, but he wasn’t accepting it. I should have known that it wasn’t going to be enough to make him change his mind. He could be quite the stubborn thing, which was something that I’d come to notice.
“Not funny,” he said.
“I like making breakfast,” I argued. “Don’t take this away from me. Besides, my cooking is better than yours.”
He sighed and shook his head. “You’re too much, you know that, right?”
“Isn’t that the whole reason that you decided to marry me?”
“That’s part of the reason, yes,” he stroked his chin. “I really wish you wouldn’t.”
“I know,” I told him. “But I really do enjoy doing it.”
“Fine, then I give in.”
“Really?!” I exclaimed, astonished. “I beat you in an argument. It’s been a long time since that’s happened.”
“Oh shut up.”
Ezra leaned down and kissed me again, his arm hooking underneath my leg, as he moved his lips to my neck, kissing and nibbling the way that he knew I liked. “When is your maternity leave from the vet?”
I chuckled. “Another three months.”
“Damn.”
“Nice try.”
