"There! We're officially unpacked." I said, wiping the dirt off my pants. It wasnt long after closing on the house that we moved in. We were excited. It seemed a little rushed looking at it from a different view point but it felt right. We wanted this new child that we were bringing into this world to have a loving home and what better way would it be than to start fresh?"Babe, stop carrying those boxes. You're gonna hurt the baby." Demitrey said sternly looking at me. I was due sometime next month.
"You know I'm a doctor as well." I said with a roll of my eyes.
"All the more reason you need me
to remind you that you are." He said, wrapping his arm around my waist and bringing me close." I know, I just love reminding you that I'm your boss." I said devilishly kissing his jawline. He made a noise in the back of his throat and pulled me even closer.
"You may be my boss in the workplace but in the bedroom you and I both know I'm the real boss." He drawled out. A shiver ran up my spine and he slipped his hand up my shirt and unhooked my bra in one swift motion. I hissed at the touch of his icy hands on my back that had my skin covered in goosebumps. He peppered kisses on my neck as I ran my hand through his hair.
"Dem...Dem." I sighed out as he continued to kiss every spot on my neck and face.
"Hmm?" He replied distractedly.
"We have to get dinner and grocery shop." I said pushing him gently off of me. I looked up at him to see his reaction and it was just as I expected. He gave me a knowing look and said
"I already have my dinner." Making a motion towards my most sensitive spot. Blood rushed to my face and I was filled with a tingly excitement. It still caught me off guard when he was so blatantly obvious in his flirting.
"Come on." I said letting him take me off the counter. As I passed, a firm hand gripped my ass. I giggled and swatted his hands.
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As we slid into bed that night we went through our now usual routine. He brushed his teeth and read a book or replied to emails while in bed. I got ready for bed as well but there was a little more to my routine. I had a combination of six pillow surrounding me when I slept. I had two for my head and the other four were scattered wherever hurt the most that day.I wouldn't tell Demitrey this but my back seemed to hurt more and more as I got closer to full term. To tell the truth, everything hurt more as I got closer to full term. It wasn't anything I couldn't handle or ease so I wasn't complaining.
"So I was thinking, maybe we should get some names rolling." Demitrey says rolling over to look at me.
"I think so too. Have you thought of any?" I said, looking over at him as well. I was so tired from all the moving we did today I was close to drifting off to sleep.
"I've thought a lot about girl names. I like Valentina or Isabel. For some boy names I was thinking Joshua or Landon. We don't have to choose them, it's just a thought." He said.
"I like Valentina. That's very cute. Isabel is okay. I think if it's a boy we should go with Josh- No Landon! I like Landon better." I finished.
Suddenly all my fatigue vanished and I was going off on tangents on different names. Demitrey said nothing and just watched me with a lazy smile on his face. The longer he stared the more on edge I got.
"What?" I finally asked, having enough of his gaze.
"Nothing. I just love watching you smile." He said finally. I blushed and moved closer towards him and wrapped my arms around him. "I love you baby girl" He said while enveloping his arms around me. I instantly fell asleep, his strong and steady heartbeat lulling me into a deep slumber.
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"I need this baby out of me now." I grumbled out as I waddled over to the couch in our new home. I was due any day now and I was in more pain than I would ever admit.
YOU ARE READING
Traumatic
RomanceCheyenne Masters is an independent woman who can provide for herself. What's the use of a man when all he does is hold you back?