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Jesse was alone on the mammoth bed, propped against the pillows with an iPad in his lap, his damp hair loose. Taylor leaned down to kiss him. “Where’s Chloe?”
“Taking a shower.” Then he dropped his voice to a whisper. “Fair warning. She’s done being pregnant, and she has it in her head that orgasms and cum will put her into labor.”
Taylor couldn’t help it. He burst out laughing. “Where’d she read that?”
“I don’t know, but it isn’t funny.” He wasn’t whispering anymore. “It doesn’t work and now neither does my dick.”
“I can hear you,” Chloe sing-songed from inside the en suite.
Taylor chuckled. “Come on, love. It’s two in the morning. Let’s try to get some sleep now.”
Chloe pushed the door open. She looked so miserable standing there holding up her belly like it would fall off if she let go. “I don’t think I can.”
“Why not?”
“I can’t get comfortable and…”
He picked her up, carried her to the bed, and gently laid her down. Jesse fluffed her pillows how she liked and started rubbing her back. Then Taylor stripped out of his clothes and crawled in on the other side of her. They knew the drill.
“Close your pretty eyes now.” He combed his fingers through her hair and kissed her brow. She was exhausted. “That’s it, cherry cake.”
And she slept.
Morning sunlight crept through the windows. A tongue licked his hand that hung off the side of the bed. Taylor cracked one eye open. Roman stared back at him expectantly, tail wagging. Slowly, he eased himself out of the bed so he wouldn’t wake her, and when he returned a good thirty minutes later, after the dogs had been walked and fed, she still slept.
He gazed down at her from where he stood beside the bed. Chloe looked so beautiful with her hair spread out on the pillow, long lashes rested against her cheeks. Her leg was bent and propped on a pillow. Jesse spooned her from behind with his hand resting on her belly like it always did. It was still early, and Taylor was still tired, so he laid back down beside them.
Chloe touched his face. Soft fingers skimmed over his cheek and she whispered, “Happy Father’s Day.”
It was Father’s Day, wasn’t it? He’d forgotten. Without opening his eyes he reached over and caressed her belly. Jesse took his hand and laced their fingers together.
“Thank you.” He kissed her soft cheek. “For giving Jesse and me the reason to celebrate it.”
She smiled. “I need you to do something for me.”
“She wants your prostasomething, don’t you babe?” Jesse snorted.
Chloe giggled. “No, well yes, but that’s not what I need help with at the moment.”
“What do you need, love?”
“To get out of this bed. You’re blocking my exit and this baby is sitting on my bladder.”
He chuckled. “I can do that.” And he helped her up.
She took a step toward the en suite then turned around. “But when I come back…” She swung her index finger back and forth between the two of them and herself. “…it’s on.”
They heard the shower turn on and glanced at each other. Jesse took his hand and held it between them. He closed his eyes. The shower turned off. He could hear Chloe putzing around in the bathroom, brushing her teeth, drying her hair.
Then it was quiet.
Then she shrieked.
“Jesse!”
Timo jumped up from his spot by the bed and went to the door.
He smirked. “Go kill the spider, Jesse.”
