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“First of all, I’d need about three beach towels to wrap around me, and there would be nothing sexy about me.”
Jesus, I hate hearing her say these things about herself. She’s gorgeous, whether she’s pregnant or not.
“Hey.” I slide closer and put my finger under her chin, so she looks up at me. She sees my bare chest and inhales a deep breath. “You’re beautiful, stunningly gorgeous, especially while you’re pregnant. You have this glow about you, and I’ve laid awake more than one night wondering if that flush covers your entire body. I can’t tell you how sexy it is that you’re growing our baby in your belly. I mean it, I can’t even describe the feeling. To me, you’re a knockout.”
“You have to say this because I’m carrying your baby,” she grumbles.
I chuckle. Maybe I shouldn’t, but I figure maybe it’s time to tell her the full extent of my thoughts about her. I’ve been keeping them to myself because I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable. “No, I don’t. I’m being truthful. When you were in those wrap dresses, I always imagined what would happen if I pulled the tie… would it expose you to me? I can’t tell you how many times I’ve beat off to the image of you riding me with that belly between us. Or wondered how sensitive your tits are and how much I’d enjoy figuring it out. Believe me, living in this house with you can be excruciating.”
“But if you’re horny, you can just go out and find some woman to sleep with. I can’t do that. I’m so ready for this baby to come out so I can be a woman again, not just an incubator.”
“First, I’m not going to go and have sex with anyone else. He or she is coming soon.”
She stares at her stomach. “I don’t think they’re ever coming out. I made it too nice in there.”
I laugh, and she throws a pillow at me. I catch it, of course, and she pretends to be mad.
“Tell me what started all this. I don’t think it’s just about you checking me out when I came out of the shower.”
“I’m not telling you,” she says.
I frown. I knew something was going on. Was it all the stuff the kids were saying earlier today?
“Come on. It’ll make this better, then we’ll go get that pizza you want.” I slide closer to her and take her hand, careful not to let the towel open too much.
She huffs. “I was talking to Sami and Isla about wanting the baby out, saying how I’m sick of being pregnant, and Sami brought up how sex can spur labor on.”
“That’s not a cliché? It’s in every movie or show. I figured it was just bullshit.”
“No, it’s real, but there’re other methods like walking and eating spicy foods.”
“Why does sex work?” I ask.
“Supposedly, an orgasm can initiate uterine contractions, and there’s some hormone in semen that can soften the cervix. Anyway, Sami is just looking for any reason to get us to have sex. And then we went to the field house, and you were well…”
“Sweaty and gross and probably smelled,” I say with a laugh.
She gives me a look as if I’m clueless. “Come on, Damon. You were working out, sweaty, with your clothes clinging to every muscle in your body. I had to keep a hundred teenage girls from pouncing on you. And now I have to look at you in that towel. It’s just hard, okay? I haven’t had sex since we were together.”
Shit, I never thought about that. I didn’t know about the baby for six months, so I slept with a few girls. Not as many as she probably thinks, but I never felt the urge to be with someone and been unable to act on it.
“Well, thanks for not sleeping with anyone else while my baby is inside you,” I say, and she throws another pillow.
This one I don’t catch. It hits my head and drops to the floor.
“You’re welcome for my sacrifice.” She rolls her eyes.
“So, what you’re saying is that you’re horny?” I arch an eyebrow.
“Seriously, that’s all you got out of this?”
“Kind of, yeah.”
She shakes her head at me.
“I know that even after the baby is born, you’ll have six weeks or longer before you get cleared for any… activity.”
“You sure have done your research,” she says.
