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“That’s exactly what I told him,” Drew says, discarding the towel and reaching for my lotion bottle. He kneels in front of me and lifts one of my feet from the floor, placing it down onto his thigh as he pops the cap off the bottle.
“I told him that it isn’t just a job to you. That you care about your clients. That you have to see it through.”
He squeezes lotion into his palm and then rubs it between his hands before sliding them up my calf, gently massaging my muscles as he works it into my skin.
“I told him that I’m proud of you.”
“Drew,” I breathe, gazing at him.
“I’msodamn proud of you, Sophie.” He looks up at me, his blue eyes intense, before he drops them away and switches his attention to my other leg.
I fight back a moan at how good it feels to be taken care of by him as his hands expertly knead and stroke me.
“And then, do you know what he said to me?” He stands, squeezing out more lotion.
“What?”
I can’t take my eyes off his face as he looks down at my stomach. He slowly reaches out and starts smoothing cream into it. Within seconds of him touching me, my stomach moves beneath his hands. Pain flashes across his face, stealing my breath as he stares, rapt at the spot where my skin pushes out.
“He said it would be my fault if you or the babies got hurt. If you were… killed.”
I grab his hands, keeping them pressed against my stomach.
“He had no right to say that!” My voice trembles with anger. “None.”
“But he’s not wrong.” He lifts his eyes to meet mine, and the torment swirling in them is gut wrenching.
“It’s not going to hap—”
“You can’t say that. You can’t promise me that. Just like I can’t promise you that the thought of it doesn’t scare the shit out of me. I meant what I said about being proud of you. And I wouldneverask you to stop doing something you love. But I’m fucking terrified of losing you all.”
He spreads his hands out and wraps both mine and his around my stomach.
“I love you all three of you so much.”
He drops to his knees, closing his eyes as he presses his lips to my bump. I sink my hands into his hair and stroke as he presses another kiss to my skin.
“He didn’t want you to tell me, did he?”
Drew rests his forehead to my skin, taking a slow breath before he stands again.
“No,” he admits. “But I’ll never keep secrets from you. We promised to always communicate.”
“We did.”
I reach up to stroke the hair at the nape of his neck where it starts to curl near his collar.
“And I’ll never keep secrets from you either. If anything else happens in this case that makes me worry, then you’ll be the first to know. Okay?”
His eyes rake over my face and his jaw finally softens. “Okay,” he says, wrapping his arms around me.
“I’ll make your suit sticky,” I protest.
“I have at least twenty more.” His lips curl into the first hint of a smile I’ve seen on him all evening.
“All right then.” I smile, pressing my lotioned skin against his shirt. “You would make a hot bodyguard, though. Just so you know.”
He chuckles and the sound makes my heart want to burst.
