Closing his eyes, he rests his cheek against the spot where life is growing.

Inside me.

When he finally looks up my body, his eyes are hazy with tears, and his expression is painted in wonder.

It’s pure and honest.

Tears stream down my cheeks, falling to my chest as his calming presence douses me in comfort.

Without words, he convinces me of so much.

This is such a blessing.

You’re not alone.

I’ll be here for you every step of the way.

We’re going to shower this baby with love.

In a reverent whisper, he says, “Congratulations. You’re going to be a mother, Lettie.”

A sob springs loose from the back of my throat. A happy one.

He kisses my stomach again, pulsing his hands around my hips. “Are you okay, sugar bear?”

Nodding emphatically, I answer in earnest, my voice thick with emotions. “Yes, babe. I’m perfect.”

He rises swiftly, encircling me in his tender embrace. “I love you, my sweet sugar bear. I’m so damn happy.”

Surprisingly enough, I am too.

Chapter 15

Cherish is the word I'd use to describe

TOMER

Lettie’s pout is the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen. Especially when she’s pouting because she’s impatient for my cock.

Not that I can blame her for being frustrated. I am too. The head of my dick was starting to slip inside her when I had a momentary shit fit, fearful I could hurt her or the baby.

“Please hurry,” she whines.

I avoid glancing at her because she already told me she would take care of herself if I denied her. Seeing her do that would be cruel and unusual punishment.

“Patience. I’m checking as fast as I can, sugar.”

My thumb flies over my tablet screen at warp speed. I’m rock-hard and desperate to get inside her. But I won’t do that until I confirm what positions are safest or if there’s anything else I should know. This is new for me, and I’m a worrier by nature. I take my vow to protect her seriously.

She crawls behind me on the edge of the bed, pressing her naked breasts gently against my back and running her silkyfingertips over my upper arms. Leaning her seductive mouth over one shoulder, she kisses my neck three times and drags her tongue up toward my ear. “Pretty sure women have been having sex while pregnant since the dawn of time.” She clamps her teeth on my earlobe, sending another surge of arousal to my cock. “Give research a break and get inside me. I’m aching for you. I can’t wait to feel you without a condom.”

Same here.

My eyes scan the screen frantically, searching for the magic words. I’ll do a deeper dive tomorrow, but according to this physician’s website, we’re good to go.

Without waiting another second, I chuck the tablet onto the floor. Three seconds later, her thighs cradle my hips as I tease her weeping pussy with the tip of my cock.

Nothing between us. Finally.