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2026-07-24 20:40:35
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His accidental surrogate Folded
Kyra’s pov I shift slightly on the couch, my bump brushing against Zaire as I smile to myself. “Zai,” I say softly, “I woke up in the nursery earlier.” His eyes lift to mine right away, like he’s already paying attention even before I finish. “Everything’s done,” I tell him. “It’s perfect. The colors, the clothes, the blankets… even the little books are all set. The maid did a great job.” He leans back a little, watching me with that calm look he gets when he knows something I don’t. Then he shakes his head slowly. “The maid helped, yeah… but that’s not why it looks like that.” I raise an eyebrow. “Oh? Then who?” He reaches out and brushes a strand of hair behind my ear, his fingers warm against my skin. “Me,” he says simply. “I wanted to do it. Every part of it. I told you I’d be involved, that I’d be present, and I meant it. I wanted to touch every onesie, fold every blanket, make sure everything was right… for you and the baby.” My chest tightens a little. “Z
His accidental surrogate Show me you
Zaire’s pov For the past two hours, I’ve moved methodically through the nursery. Every tiny outfit is folded with precision, blankets stacked neatly, and plush toys arranged just so. I take extra care with the labels, lining the books on the shelves by size and theme, making sure everything will be easy to find once our daughter arrives. Every now and then, I pause, brushing a hand over a soft onesie and imagining the little hands that’ll wear it. Not that I say it out loud. Kyra’s asleep, and honestly, I’m not sure I’d know how to put it into words anyway. A quiet smile tugs at my lips as I keep working. Every small movement feels deliberate, another way of getting ready for her. After double-checking the drawers, I step back and survey the room. Everything is in place. The crib sheets are smooth, the blankets folded neatly, and the tiny shoes lined up in a perfect row. The room already feels alive somehow. Like she’s here even when she isn’t. Satisfied, I move to the ca
His accidental surrogate This feels right
Kyra’s pov I step out of the car as the sunlight fades to soft evening tones. Zaire cuts the engine and turns to me with that warm smile that makes my chest settle. “Home sweet home,” he says, opening the door for me. I glance at the overflowing car. “Looks like the baby’s room is going to be... perfect.” Zaire nods, already moving to grab the trunk. “It’ll be taken care of. I’ll have someone help us unpack.” Inside, Mrs. Thompson is waiting near the door, clipboard in hand. She smiles politely at me. “Good evening, Miss Kyra. Ready to get everything settled?” I laugh softly. “Yes... though I feel like this might take forever.” Zaire hands Mrs. Thompson the first of the bags. “Here. Could you start unpacking these in the baby’s room? Everything’s labeled, so it should be simple.” “Yes, sir,” she says, nodding and heading toward the nursery. I linger at the doorway, watching her, then turn back to Zaire. “You’re not staying to help?” He shakes his head apologetically
His accidental surrogate Back in public part 2
Kyra’s pov I push our overflowing cart to checkout. Tiny designer clothes, luxury blankets, soft toys, and that high-end stroller Zaire insisted on “matching his style.” The whole thing’s stacked to the top. The cashier scans each item, beep after beep. My excitement starts to mix with anxiety. I lean toward Zaire, whispering, “Zaire... this... this is a lot.” He glances at me, calm, steady. “It’s okay, Ky. Don’t worry about it.” The final beep sounds. The cashier looks at the total and speaks carefully: “That’ll be $48,632.27.” I freeze. My eyes go wide. “What?! Forty-eight thousand...?!” Zaire stays relaxed, his hand brushing over mine. “Ky, it’s fine. Really. I’ve got it.” My face goes pale. “You... you’re serious?” He nods, voice gentle. “Completely. You don’t need to stress about any of this. Today is about you and the baby. Let me handle it.” I bite my lip, still staring at the total, but slowly exhale. “I... I don’t know what to say...” Zaire leans slig
His accidental surrogate Back in public
Kyra’s pov ***I step into the shower and let the warm water wash away the last traces of sleep and yesterday’s chaos. I hum softly, stealing a few minutes of quiet just for me. After drying off, I open my closet and pull out a soft mini dress. It hugs my curves and gently accentuates my bump. I step into it, adjust the straps, then check myself in the mirror. “Yeah... that’ll do,” I murmur with a small smile. I do my makeup just enough to highlight my features and brush my hair into loose waves that frame my face. When I step out of the bedroom, Zaire’s waiting near the door, keys in one hand, coffee in the other. The moment he sees me, he stops mid-step. His eyes widen slightly. “Damn...” he murmurs under his breath, more to himself than me. I tilt my head, smirking. “What’s that supposed to mean?” He steps closer, his gaze soft and steady, lingering on my curves and my bump. “It means you look... incredible. Seriously. That dress... you’re glowing, Ky. The bump... e
His accidental surrogate Home was calling me
Kyra’s pov I’m halfway through my eggs, humming because Zaire can actually cook, when my phone starts buzzing across the counter. The screen lights up: *Bri, Lex, & Nia – Video Call*. My eyes go wide. “Oh God... not them.” Zaire raises a brow. “What? Answer it.” I give him a look. “They are dramatic.” “That’s fine,” he says, leaning against the counter with a smirk. “I can handle dramatic.” I sigh and swipe to answer. Immediately, three faces pop onto the screen. Bri with her bonnet, Lex in her car somewhere, and Nia still in bed wrapped in a blanket. Bri: “Kyraaa! We calling to check on you because you disappear on us and we haven’t seen you in the group chat.” Lex: “Yes, what happen? You good? The baby good? You good good or pretending-good?” Nia: “And why you look like you just wake up in somebody else bed? Lemme see the sheets!” I nearly choke. “Stop! Y’all too loud! I’m eating!” Bri: “Eating where? That don’t look like your kitchen.” Lex: “Hold on...” S
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