Chapter |48| Delving Deep

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Max had chosen swimming for our next date

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Max had chosen swimming for our next date. I was nearing five months pregnant and the man chose swimming.

I forced myself into a one piece swimming suit, that although made my breasts look incredible, did nothing to flatter my figure. My ass looked close to popping out and my bump bulged out, stretching the material to its max.

"There's no way I'm going out like this." I commented, dreading the date to come.

"Here," Carla passed me a silk chemise that I wrapped around my body and a sarong that covered my lower half. I threw on some black shades and some sunscreen, before leaving my room

"I'm telling you that this guy is not for you." Wyatt murmured as he escorted me through the forrest.

I barked out a laugh. "You've never even talked to the guy."

"True but he's taking you swimming in the middle of spring." Rolling my eyes, I ducked my head down as a branch hung in my way.

"You're just jealous because he has bigger muscles than you."

"Hey...that was very mean." He pouted, feigning hurt. I lightly shoved him, laughing as we made our way towards the lake.

"Arabella." Max breathed out, and instantly I felt my mouth turn dry at the sight of his ripples chest, bare and naked, showcasing his eight pack.

"It's my time to go now." He pressed a kiss to my cheek. "Have fun, but not too much fun." I pushed him towards the exit, smiling to myself.

"Shall we?" He gestured to the picnic set up before us. All my favourite treats were laid out: chocolate covered strawberries, cupcakes, doughnuts, cheesecake, he even had little pickles covered in honey. My new favourite.

"How did you know..."

"I can't take all the credit. When I said I wanted to take you swimming, I completely forgot that you were pregnant and that was the last thing you wanted to do. My mother informed me it was a stupid idea last night on the phone so I decided to just make us a picnic instead. Your friends Flo told me all your favourite desserts and well...I thought you would prefer this a lot better."

"Trust me, when it comes to pregnant women, you can't go wrong with food." We both laughed, and I smiled as he helped me take a seat.

"I'm glad to hear it. So, what would you like to eat first?" My eyes were instantly drawn to the succulent honey treats.

"Definitely the pickles." He grimaced in disgust.

"I think I'll have a cupcake." The birds chirped from the trees, gently humming, and the bees buzzed quietly amongst the flowers.

"This is really beautiful, although I wished I would have been warned so I could change my attire." His eyes dipped down to my chest, for a moment, exposed from the low cut swimming costume I had chosen to wear.

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