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I don’t have long with this woman. A few days, tops. Instead of lamenting the end, I’m going to savor the moment. In whatever time we have, I’m going to give her every part of me. I’m going to spoil and pamper her.
I pick her up and carry her into the bathroom where a freestanding tub sits.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going to draw you a bath, and you can put all those smelly soaps in and relax."
She looks at me with humor in her eyes, and it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. "You're not going to join me?"
I glance at the tub, considering my large frame. I imagine we can fit. I suspect that's the point of the tub.
She smirks. "What's wrong, big guy? You too macho to do bubbles?"
I can't get enough of this side of her.
"It'll be fun,” she finishes.
I don't know much about romance. I've never bought flowers or jewelry or taken a bath with a woman. But this feels like something that would be romantic, and while it does feel a little bit unmacho, I strip my clothes and turn on the faucet.
Moments later, we’re in the tub with her sitting between my legs, leaning against my back. I feel like I've gone to heaven. I take the soap and suds it up in my hands and then run them over her body, down her arms, and to her belly. I gently caress her roundness, feeling a slight movement under my hands.
Her hands immediately go over mine, holding them still. For a minute, I think I’ve done something wrong.
“The baby is moving."
I wait, feel… and then it comes again. Fucking hell. That’s my child. Tears come to my eyes. How could someone like me create a life, especially with a woman like Kate?
She tilts her head back to look at me, and I take the opportunity to fuse my lips to hers, searing this moment in my brain forever.
We sit in the tub not saying anything, and yet, there’s so much going on between us. It's only when she shivers from a chill that I recognize the water is gone tepid. I get out, wrapping her in a towel and then in a robe.
After we get dressed, it's the afternoon, and I feel like I should check in with work, but I don't. Instead, Kate pulls out board games and we sit down to play. She’s very good at them, and I’m happy our child will be raised by a woman who knows how to play.
Later that evening, we make dinner and sit in front of the TV to watch a movie. I don't know what it is because to be honest, I'm not paying attention to it. All of my attention is on Kate.
When she yawns, I take her to bed, and as much as I want to make love to her again, I know she needs her rest. It can't be easy to live the life she's having to live and be pregnant.
I climb into bed with her, spooning my body around hers, cocooning us into this private little world. I savor it for as long as I can until sleep overtakes me.
I don't know how long I’m asleep when she says my name.
My eyes snap open and I go on alert. "What’s wrong?"
She pushes me back and snuggles up close to me. "There's nothing wrong. Well, not really."
My brain is finally starting to function. It's the middle of the night, and Kate and I are in bed. "What do you mean?"
Her fingers walk across my chest in a flirtatious way. "The doctor told me there'd come a time in my pregnancy when my hormones were going wild."
I stare at her because I have no idea what she's saying.
"Liam." She laughs at me. "It means I'm horny."
It takes a minute for the words to sink in, but then I smile. "I can help you with that."
"That's what I was hoping for."
This time, when I sink inside her, I watch her, taking in every sigh, every moan of my name. I think of our child growing inside her. A child who will have all the love it will need from her. I bury my face in her neck as the pain of not being there for them tears my heart.
