Darker Than Blood

Epilogue

Sarah felt so bloated.

All the stretch marks on her belly. All the fats on her thighs and love handles. She kept staring at her reflection. Wondrous at the growing life in her and disgusted at the sight of her body.

Her humongous breasts were falling off from her top that seemed too tight on her now. But she brought it one week back!

Her clothes weren't fitting.

Nine months pregnant and still going strong . It took nine months to watch herself going from a girl to a woman. Nine months for her to rediscover  herself . .to feel that her favorite cheese cake didn't seem so delicious now , in fact it gave her nausea. All of her wishes and wants were now changing. The little man inside her was ruling her body and her food. . .she didn't notice the door opening and a tall frame entering the room.

As his eyes fell on her trance like state , he stopped right there. Stopped and looked. . .just looked. Marvelling at the woman that was standing in front of the mirror. .an overwhelming feeling that threatening to drown him filled up his heart . .a love so powerful it left him breathless.

The woman was his.

The child was his .

This was his entire world. That woman was his world and now she was carrying a whole new world in her.

Smiling slightly, he moved stealthily. . So stealthily she didn't know he was in the room with her. Didn't know he was around. .

She got to know when suddenly his hands cupped her belly from behind. And she saw his reflection in the mirror. . his grinning face tucked on her shoulder.

The both of them looking at each other's reflection.

"You look beautiful. No woman in this world can ever posses your beauty. " He said softly. . kissing the side of her head tenderly.

She placed her hands on top of his.

"You're lying. I look fat and . .fat." she said glumly.

Damien stepped back and then took hold of her arm . .gently turning her towards him. .the space between them so small. .her belly pushed against him.

Bumping against him.

He reached out and cupped her face. .she leaned in eagerly in to his hand.

"You're going to give birth to a life, love. Someone who belongs to the both of us . .who carries our equal parts. You know what you're in my eyes? A superwoman. A wonder woman. A batwoman. An iron woman. " He said softly. . leaning in . . kissing her forehead.

She closed her eyes savouring his touch.

Sarah's arms went around him in a loose hug. Well she couldn't hug properly considering  the state she was in.

It was an awkward angle.

"Thank you. And I know. .I know I shouldn't have any doubts over anything but . .I'm struggling to accept myself . .my body—and I can't help but think do you still find me desirable? in this state? My stretch marks . .my thighs. .my disheveled appearance—"

She stopped when he took one of her hand and placed it right on the front of his pants.

Her heart leaped at the obvious bulge in his pants.

"Will it be too much for you if I say I want to make love to you over and over again? Make a child over and over again just to see you in this state? Just the sight of seeing my child in your belly is enough to arouse me." His voice had turned husky, his hand pressing her hand on top of his pants. " If it weren't for me caring about the distraught you're in. .I would have you every minute of the day , Sarah. Until . . until you forget about everything but my name."