Drogheda | Book 1

58. Happier Than Can Be

Emma's POV

Killian and I walk through the door of our apartment. He pushes me against the wall. "I'm sorry, was that too rough?" He puts his hand to my stomach.

"Killian, I'm fine, we're fine." I giggle and put my hand on top of his. He smiles and kisses me.

"Are we going to be okay, Swan?"

"I think so." I look at him through my lashes.

"Does that mean I can do this?" He crashes his lips to my neck. I moan.

"Killian," I beg. "Baby, please?" He pulls back and picks me up bridal style. He lays me down and gently crawls over me. He shimies my jeans off of my legs and throws my shirt over my head. He sits up and takes his shirt off and unbuckles his jeans. I kick them off his legs along with his boxers.

"Where'd you lean to do that?" He smirks.

"Practice." I smile and wrap my arms around his neck. He rips my panties away from me.

"Are you sure about this?"

"It's actually good for the baby. Just be gentle."

"I will,"

Three Hours Later

I wake with Killian's arm wrapped tightly around me and his hand on my stomach. I look over at the clock and my eyes shoot open. I sit up and shake Killian. He opens his eyes and grunts. "What is it, love?" He rubs his eyes.

"Get your lazy ass out of bed, and get ready." I jump up and grab my dress. I put my clothes on.

"Why?" He buries his face in his pillow.

"Because we're going to late for my graduation." I hit him with a pillow. He sits up. "Finally." I giggle. He gets his clothes on.

"Do you have your graduation gown?" He kisses me

"Mmm hmm." I smile. "God, this dress is tight." I put my hand to my stomach.

"There's a reason for that." He puts his hands on my hips. "We need to go shopping for more clothes for you."

"I'm fine, I can just wear your clothes."

"In public?" He chuckles.

"Well... uh, fine." I sigh.

"Don't worry, love. We'll get you some looser clothes."

"But I don't want new clothes." I whine.

"Well, you're pregnant, so you better get used to it." He kisses me and walks down the stairs. I giggle and grab my heels. I walk down the stairs. "Love, do you want anything to eat before we go?"

"Sure, I'm starving." I walk to him.

"Of course, you are." He smiles.

"Pregnant lady here." I giggle. I trip and land on my stomach.

"Emma!" Killian runs to me.

"Ow," I say, pulling myself off the floor and putting my hand to my belly.

"Emma," he bends down. "Are you alright?" He asks, worriedly. I grunt.

"Ow," I say again. "God, that hurts." He helps me up.

"Please be careful, Swan." He puts his hands on my cheeks. "I don't want you or our baby hurt."

"I know, I'm sorry."

"Just be careful." He closes his eyes and presses his forehead to mine. "You scared the hell out of me." His breathing is shaky.

"I didn't mean to scare you." He opens his eyes.