Clara's POV
Alastair took me to our room, I was laughing all the way, Feeling like a teenage girl giggling on her first date.
"My baby sounds really sexy laughing like that, What I wouldn't give to hear you laugh every day like this," Alastair said as he opened the door of our room.
Everyone might have gone to work because it's afternoon and I can't hear anyone out there.
A perfect timing to form twins, Alastair's words not mine, I thought.
He gently laid me on our bed, I could feel the sweat on my forehead. It takes a lot of effort to move with the balloon of a stomach I have formed. It is tiring.
I groaned as soon as my back hit the bed, "Ahh!"
Alastair's face merged in a frown, "What happened darling?" He asked, still hovering over me with lust and concern clearly written on his face.
I felt the blush crept on my cheeks, "It is just the back pain, I can feel it deep in my bones that the baby is much chubbier than me because my body is getting weaker caring for him around."
I told
