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He looked wildly from Sarah to me and back again. “I-I…I’m sorry,” he says in a shaky voice. “I…I just needed some money.”

“Where’s her purse?”

He blinks dumbly at us. “I…I threw it away, man. Listen, I didn’t mean to hurt her. I just needed the cash.”

“Youdidhurt her. You hurt a pregnant woman, you animal.”

He swallows hard, then he gets to his feet and reaches into his pocket. “Here.” He’s pulling out a wallet. Sarah’s pocketbook. He hands it to her and says, “Sorry. I mean…I’m really sorry.”

I’m glaring at him and Sarah is tugging my sleeve. “Let’s go,” she says.

We’re in the back seat of the Uber and she’s been silent the whole way. I can see she’s turning the wallet over and over again.

“Thank you,” she says softly. She looks at me and I can see she’s genuinely appreciative. “I mean that.”

I take in a breath. It feels like I just started breathing now that I know she’s not upset with me for losing my head.

“You don’t have to say thank you, Sarah,” I say. “Nobody gets to disrespect you like that. Not while I’m around.”

I see a smile slowly spread across her face and she says, “My hero.”

Needless to say, we skipped going to the police station. My little outburst complicated things significantly and we both decided that since Sarah got her important things back (her credit cards and ID were untouched, but the forty dollars she had was gone), we would just let things lie. The way I saw it, I’d stamped that idiot paid in full anyway. Right on his fucking forehead.

We went and got things for the apartment that might make it a little easier for Sarah. Blankets and shower caddies, and a fan with a special dampener, so it was quieter in our room when we slept (not exactly pleased about that, but I can adjust). We even got a few knick-knacks for the living room.

Taking a car service again with all the bags, she laughs and says, “You know, now that you’re about to be a millionaire, you ought to think about getting a car.”

I scoff a laugh. “Yeah, it’d certainly be cheaper than this.”

As the sun sets, we go home and make dinner. After, the three of us sit and watch television. Midway through the program, Sarah turns to me and says, “While you’re at work, I think I’ll start decorating the apartment…if that’s okay with you.”

I smile and kiss her on the top of her head. “Whatever you need.”

We watch television until Martin gets sleepy, then I take him to bed, reading him his favorite story. When I go into the bedroom, Sarah’s already changed into her night clothes. She’s lying on the bed reading…and she’s wearing a blue satin night dress and my heart jumps in my chest. With her baby bump and the way the gown clings to her body, I’m practically salivating.

I sit on the bed and brush a bit of her hair out of her face. She looks up at me from her book and smiles. “Hey.”

“Hey,” I say. “You look pretty good tonight.”

She smiles and rubs her growing baby bump. “I feel like a blimp.”

I laugh and I put my hand on top of hers. “You’re beautiful. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known.”

I pause. My heart is full right now. It always seems to be when I’m near her. “Sarah, I love you,” I say. “I’ve always loved you. Even when we were in college. Even before I knew where I was going in life. I’ve always pictured you right next to me whenever I did figure it out. I know we haven’t had it easy at all, but…I think this is right. I think this is how it’s supposed to be.”

I pull her into a kiss and for a moment, she kisses back. Then she pulls away from me, her face flushed.

“What?” I ask.

She sets the book down on the nightstand. “I…” She sighs deeply. “You’re really in love with me, huh?”

“Deeply.”

Her smile is a little sad and that makes me a little sad. Still, she reaches up and touches my face gently, and kisses me back. My hands move up the soft silk to her full breasts and she moans a little against my mouth.

“Gently,” she says, “They’re a little sore.”

I loosen my grip on her, feeling the hardening of her nipples in my hand. I reach up and pull the strap down from her shoulder. I’m kissing her neck, giving gentle kisses down until I reach her nipple. She moans and arches her back a little as I take the nub into my mouth.

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