Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
He keeps filling me with fast and hard thrusts, prolonging my orgasm until my body feels sated. Only then does he tense against me, his teeth sinking into my shoulder.
Noah holds me tightly as he catches his breath, and then he says, “That position worked pretty well.”
“Definitely,” I agree.
His hand moves to my stomach, as he explains, “For when our baby bump starts to grow.”
A smile stretches over my face. “Yeah? Are you planning on having sex until I go into labor?”
Noah pulls out of me and turns me onto my back. His gaze is intense as it locks with mine. “Definitely.”
“Even when I’m the size of a baby whale?” I tease him.
His mouth curves up. “Don’t worry about the weight you’ll pick up. Okay? I’m still going to want you even when you’re moody and telling me to sleep in the corner of the room.”
I let out a burst of laughter because he remembers what I did with the pillow whenever he made me angry.
Lifting my hand to his jaw, I brush my fingers over the day-old scruff. “When did you start to realize you liked me?”
A sexy smirk tugs at his lips. “When you cut off my shirt.”
“Yeah?” I wag my eyebrows at him. “Was it the kink factor that got to you?”
Noah shakes his head. “It was the way you looked at me.” He presses a soft kiss to my lips. “It was also the first time you touched me.” Noah’s smile grows. “And then there was the fake orgasm. That kind of sealed the deal.”
I laugh because I remember that night as if it happened yesterday. “So I didn’t imagine the desire in your eyes.”
Noah shakes his head. “Nope. You had me hard as steel.”
Needing the bathroom, I say, “Be right back.” I go to relieve myself, and after I’ve washed my hands, my eyes dart to the mirror. For the first time, I don’t only feel apprehension as I look at my stomach. My fingers brush over the toned skin, and my mouth curves up at the flutter of excitement.
NOAH
It’s been two weeks since we found out we’re expecting. Carla’s fatigue is much better, and her appetite is normal.
We’re sitting in the living room sharing a pizza for dinner when I mention, “I think we should tell our parents.”
Carla’s eyes dart to mine as she freezes.
Seeing the worry creep into her eyes, I say, “My mom and dad will be fine.”
Carla sets the half-eaten slice down on her plate, then asks, “Won’t they think less of me?”
I take the plate out of her hands and place it on the coffee table. Pulling her against my chest, I press a kiss to her temple. “My parents aren’t judgemental. You’ll see. They’ll be supportive.” I take hold of Carla’s jaw and nudge her face up so she’ll look at me. “My mom can recommend an obstetrician because you need to start going for monthly check-ups. Okay?”
Carla stares at me for a moment, and when I give her a comforting smile, she nods. “Okay.”
“And we need to tell your parents, Carla. Even if they get upset, they need to know. We can’t hide it forever.”
She lets out a sigh. “I know. I’m just scared. Every time I call them or they call me, I have a mini nervous breakdown.”
“All the more reason to tell them. Once it’s out of the way, we can focus on our baby.”
Carla nods. “You’re right.”
Aria and Forest come into the suite with containers of food.
“Hi, guys,” Carla says, smiling at them. “We’re thinking of watching a movie. Want to join us?”
“Sure,” Forest replies.
Aria begins to plate their meals, and the instant the smell fills the air, Carla darts up and runs for her room.
I go after her and reach her in time as she sinks to the floor in front of the toilet. I gather her hair away from her face as her body begins to convulse.
“Is she okay?” Forest asks from a safe distance.
“Yeah. Probably the pizza. Can you shut the door?” I ask, and the moment we’re alone, I sit down on the side of the tub, rubbing a hand over Carla’s back until she’s done.
She leans against my leg, taking deep breaths while I flush the toilet and close the lid.
I help her to her feet so she can brush her teeth, and I make sure she drinks some water before I ask, “Feeling better?”
She takes another deep breath, then says, “I don’t know what they’re having for dinner, but it smelled awful.”
“Let’s watch a movie in my room. I’ll check what they’re having so we’ll know what brings on the nausea.”
“Okay.”
Walking out of Carla’s room, I watch her go into mine before heading back to the living room. While I close the pizza box and clean our plates, I notice Forest and Aria are having fried chicken for dinner. I take two juices from the fridge then say, “We’re going to head to bed. I think an early night will do Carla good. Night, guys.”