The Teased Mate (𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 #1)

Chapter Twenty-seven

Makeup sex is always the bomb. The whole time we were doing it, I didn't have to worry about getting pregnant. But he did worry about the baby every time he was on top. I told him that by helping me, he is helping the baby which makes us all happy.

But after four rounds, I still couldn't get enough, but hunger got the best of us. Together we really did work up an appetite. We take a shower and I head down stairs to make some food, not knowing if I am holding my belly because of hunger or because of the baby for support.

I start making salads, I can hear Anthony coming down the stairs after me.
He comes into the kitchen, and then spins me around and pulls me away from what I am doing.

"How are you feeling?" He asks lifting up my shirt placing his hand on my belly, causing my body and my mind to yarn for him more.

"I am fine, but would be much better after something to eat." I get on my tiptoes and press my lips to his forehead and then turn back around to cut up the head of lettuce.

"Do you need any help?" He asks wrapping his arms around my waist. Causing me to lean back into him. Fuck I am ready for a round five, if he doesn't stop his teasing.

"No, just go sit at the counter, I think you have helped enough today." I can tell he is pouting, but he does what I say.

Good doggie! I think to myself with a smile.

I walk and connect my phone to the Bluetooth speaker, I put on a list that makes my hips move from Spotify.

I quickly put together the salads. I decided to just use one big bowl and two forks.

Wolves by Selena Gomez comes on.

I softly sing the song on my way over to the fridge, to get Italian dressing.

"In your eyes, there's a heavy blue, one to love and one to lose." I sing on my way to the long island counter.

I set the bowl down and ignore the other benches. I make myself comfortable on Anthony's lap. I hand him the fork for him and, I put the dressing in.

I have been craving,
Feta cheese for so freaking long. Once it reaches my mouth I moan, for like the millionth time today.

"I love that sound." He says putting his fork into the bowl to grab a bite.

He hums when it enters its mouth. The sound makes my heart skip a beat. It's a low rumble and my body ignites to that sound.

"I missed moments like this," I say taking another huge bite.

"I missed every moment with you, I got my first full night of sleep when, I got you back."
He says kissing the side of my face and I wiggle away as I wipe away the dressing he got on my cheek.

"I want a home with you, I want to have a backyard. I don't think, I can walk sixty stairs to get up to our apartment when I blow up. Also, I wouldn't mind living kinda closer to here." I worry about his job though.

"When you were gone I finished my training and was offered a job working at the Adkins firm. I told them I had to talk to my wife about it." My mouth falls to the floor.

"You told them I was your wife?" I blush my face is most likely the color of a tomato. We haven't even been dating for six months. Marriage is something I am not ready for. Not, yet at least. I am not even ready for a baby, yet I am pregnant. The pregnancy came as a pleasant surprise, but marriage is something I have always had a problem wrapping my head around.

I don't like being tied down. If I was to choose, who to marry it would be him. But he is my mate isn't our bond strong enough. I also don't want to get married because it looks better for the job he is getting.