Ever since he had confessed his feelings, he’d become a hermit of sorts,

spending most of his days tinkering in the kitchen, crafting all manner of comfort

food—from hearty meatloaf to creamy mashed potatoes—eager to please her

every craving.

If he wasn’t fussing over some recipe, he’d be pacing by her side, bombarding

her with questions about everything and nothing at all. The only time he ever

seemed to detach himself was to huddle in his home office, sifting through a pile

of paperwork from the company.

Nights were another story. They were tangled in sheets, his hands wandering,

as if he were trying to memorize every inch of her. And boy, did he run hot. In

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the chill of winter, she would often wake in a sweat, overheated from his

furnace-like body.

It didn’t take long for Rose to feel smothered. He was just too clingy.

In response, she threw herself into a slew of activities. Swimming lessons,

which Morrison insisted on teaching himself, were a success, and within days

she was cutting through water with the ease of a natural. He followed her, albeit

reluctantly, to prenatal classes. They went through the motions every expectant

parent did—changing clothes, swapping diapers, bathing—a whole new world

for Morrison.

Initially, he felt embarrassed, but once he realized he was just one of many guys

there, he relaxed. Sometimes, he’d even puff his chest out in pride when he

mastered a task quicker than the others, much to Rose’s bemusement. She

never thought she’d see this side of Morrison, but despite sometimes feeling

overwhelmed by his attentiveness, she couldn’t help but be touched.d2

He was changing, all for her.

As her belly grew, so did the discomfort and mood swings. Morrison often found

himself on the receiving end of her unpredictable temper, subjected to the silent

treatment or an icy glare that seemed to come out of nowhere.

This passive-aggressive mastery was her weapon of choice.

Megan would swing by every so often, laden with nutritious treats for Rose and

a good-natured scolding for Morrison. According to her, he could do no right,

and Morrison, well, he just sucked it up and carried on.

One particular day, he made the mistake of leaving the bedroom window wide

open, and boy, did he hear about it.

“Ventilation’s all good and well,” Megan lectured, “but you’re practically

unhinging the window. What if Rose walks in and catches a cold from this draft?

Do you have any idea how dangerous that is for a pregnant woman? Do you

think they’re as robust as you, tumbling around like a bear?”

Rose glanced silently at Morrison, pursing her lips. A bear, really?

Morrison didn’t argue with Megan. Instead, he glanced at Rose and excused

himself, “I’ve got a pot roast in the oven. Better check on it.”

His expression was unreadable, perhaps a sign he’d grown accustomed to the

scolding.

Morrison left, Molly’s gaze towards him still carried a hint of pity.

bed, now he had to lie in

Rose company for a

she headed

his culinary creation,

steaming pot. His cooking skills had surged in

his mind to, he’d excel at it. As

He held her

meeting in a

you here?” he asked, his voice

a kiss,

her, her

He groped her waist and asked her the

catching so much flak

holding onto his shirt.

sorry for me?” Morrison

might start taking it out on me

nodded solemnly, “Well, I’m keeping a tally. Once

on

in

possessed, caught her off

apple bobbed, and the hand

voice husky. “I have

months. This is unbearable…”

during pregnancy, he had been warned

check-up not to overdo

basically canceled his intimate

regretted not having acted sooner, and

after their marriage. It would have been best if

and day, indulging

words sent Rose’s heart pounding wildly. Her face

her heart skipping a beat at his words. “You… you’re

restless.”

but you stirs me up?”

should stay away from you more, then you

these things all

it. Wherever

you, not even

laughed softly, her hands unconsciously smoothing over his

weren’t this horny

reach. Out of

had ensnared him completely, leaving him without a shred of selfcontrol.

was there, in front of

delightful

asked,

You’ll love

inhaled the scent and nodded eagerly. “When will it be ready?

wait.”

said, wrapping his

together, watching the

widened in realization. “Oh no. Megan and Molly, I

they were still here.”

here, no need to come out.

the doorway, her

see Megan and Molly

eyes fixed

Mom, what brings you

stand being cooped up upstairs any longer. You

don’t want an accident happening at

cheeks turned a fiery

you hear that? You rascal. Keep it in your pants.” Megan,

turned and gave

mind.

his lips together, feeling a shade embarrassed.

like arguing with them now. Once they started, there

He just

his compliant attitude, “Well, it’s

at most. It’ll fly by in the blink of an eye. You’ve

you can handle

a chance to rib Morrison. She

eyes filled with warning.

and Molly out, Rose

Then she settled on

through

finished tidying up and sat beside her, catching a glimpse

screen.

four dudes of that game of hers again. He

his displeasure about

love

with

to be for her to say something

couldn’t very well keep complaining. And

After all, she was his little queen. She said to

least she took the time to explain

her phone for a while, but he

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