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She’s amazing.

She’s become my complete undoing and my savor all wrapped up in one. I can see the puffiness around her eyes as evidence that she had been crying earlier, and I know it was my actions that made her cry. I continued pouring out the apologies into her hair after I noticed the redness around her eyes and then she had to say something so profound, something so understanding to just blow me out of the park.

She’s amazing.

It’s late, too late to stay up any longer on a work night and have either of us be suitable for the following day. She finishes the last bite of her sandwich and then licks her fingertips. She looks at me and smiles, still finishing her chewing. I lean down and get my arm around her back and her other arm under her butt and pick her up. She grabs onto my shoulders in surprise as I stand and walk down the hallway.

She’s only slept in my bed with me twice since our relationship has kicked off, in fear of getting out of control during a make-out session, but now that our month of taking things slow is officially over, I want her in my bed every night. I turn into my bedroom and set her down gently on the bed. She looks up at me with her big brown eyes and smiles.

“I want to spend the rest of the night worshipping your body, but we have plenty of other nights to do that. Tonight, we sleep.” I smile at her slowly undressing. She licks her lips with her eyes watching the movements on my hands.

“But what if I don’t want to sleep?” She asks, playing innocent.

“You’re growing my baby, you need sleep to keep him growing.” I say pulling my pants down and adjusting myself in my boxers.

She lets out a sigh with my adjusting. “I don’t like this decision of yours, don’t I have a say too?” She crosses her arms over her chest, lifting her breasts up, purposely.

“Honey, I have refrained from getting caveman on you for 30 nights. One more cannot hurt either of us.” I say pulling the covers back and sliding in beside her. I then tug on her boxer shorts. “But I want these off.”

She rolls her eyes, pouts, then wiggles out of the boxer shorts and tosses them on the floor beside the bed. I pull her into my arms, her back against my front, and breathe her pineapple and strawberry scent in through my nose and close my eyes.

“This is the perfect end to a… an emotional day.” I whisper as I kiss her temple as my hand moves to splay across her growing belly.

“So the baby is a he?” She whispers.

“Today he is.” I smile with my eyes closed and drift off to sleep.

* * *

I’m not goingto lie, I woke up in the middle of the night and rolled Tatum over and started feeling her up, I placed kisses along the skin not covered by a blanket and I eventually took it a step further. The month long wait to get more physical was well worth it, even if it was middle of the night sex and in the dark, with no extreme foreplay. Shit, I feel like this past month has been foreplay.

This morning, I had an extra pep in my step during my morning run, I even hummed in the shower while getting ready. Tatum lounged silently in bed and watched me with her eyes as I moved through my closet and dressed.

“Are you going to get ready for work?” I ask as I sit at the edge of the bed and put my socks on.

“I will, but I’m enjoying this scene.” She smiles.

“This scene?” I look at her over my shoulder.

“You know, the one where I stay in bed, and watch you get ready for your day, and while doing so I get excited and as soon as you leave the room, I take care of myself.” She smiles.

Drool may have escaped my mouth, my mouth which is currently lax from her admission.

“I…” I stammer.

“I’m fucking with you.” She swats at me. “I just enjoy watching you get dressed, I’ve never done that before. You seem to have a checklist as you get dressed.”

“Towel off, boxers, undershirt, shirt, tie, pants, socks and shoes.” I list sounding slightly compulsive in my routine.

“I have a shower routine, if I don’t follow the routine, I have to start over again otherwise, I freak out the rest of the day on whether or not I washed my face or put on deodorant.” She admits.

I stand and move over to her side of the bed and I lean down. “I learn something new about you every day. Hurry up and get ready, I can make breakfast or something before you have to leave?”

“I’ll grab myself a bagel on the way to work. You go, do important things, like build shit. I’ll see you later this evening.” She says reaching up and lightly kissing me.

I return her kiss, straighten up, and return to the closet to grab my suit jacket. I smile at her as I leave the room and head on into the kitchen.

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