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Late Night Fears and Early Morning Kicks
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2026-01-12 21:00:00
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Ruthless Temptation The Last Trimester
POV: Emma The final stretch. That’s what they kept calling it. The last trimester of pregnancy, the home stretch, the point where everything began to feel even more real—and more overwhelming. Emma could feel the weight of the baby inside her now, her body tired but her heart full. She was tired—more so than before—but there was a sweetness in that exhaustion. She’d never truly appreciated how much her body was capable of until now. The baby was kicking more often, stronger now, and each movement sent a wave of excitement through her. It was a reminder that the tiny little person they had been dreaming of was nearly here. She lay in bed that morning, staring up at the ceiling, her hand resting on her round belly. She could hear the soft murmur of voices downstairs, Killian already up, making breakfast for the girls. She could picture him in the kitchen, taking care of everyone in his quiet, steady way. He’d been such a rock thr
Ruthless Temptation Late Night Fears and Early Morning Kicks
POV: Killian The house was quiet, too quiet, and it made the sounds of his own breathing seem louder than they should be. Killian lay on his back, staring at the ceiling, the faintest light from the streetlamp outside casting shadows on the walls. He couldn’t sleep. Again. Emma was beside him, her breathing steady, peaceful, but his mind wouldn’t stop racing. He could feel the weight of everything—the upcoming birth, the changes in their lives, his responsibilities as a father to a son. Not to mention, this time was different, the stakes felt higher somehow. With a soft groan, he reached over and gently brushed a strand of hair from Emma’s face. Her features were relaxed in sleep, the steady rise and fall of her chest as comforting as always, but still, his heart thrummed with an unease that wouldn’t let go. The baby. Their son. Everything would change. He would change. He had to be
Ruthless Temptation Cravings, Kicks, and Chaos
POV: Emma Pregnancy at this age was… different. Not in a bad way—just in a my-body-is-definitely-sending-me-signals-louder-than-ever kind of way. Emma stared at the empty jar of pickles in her hand, a faint frown tugging at her lips as she realized she’d demolished the entire thing. Again. It wasn’t even noon. “Babe?” she called into the house, her voice echoing faintly down the hallway. “We’re out of pickles!” Killian’s voice drifted back, tinged with amusement. “Again? I bought two jars yesterday.” “They betrayed me,” she replied dryly, waddling toward the kitchen in her oversized sweater and leggings, one hand resting protectively over her growing bump. “They were weak.” She caught sight of herself in the hallway mirror and paused. Her belly had popped more quickly this time, and though she adored every moment of it, she couldn’t help but marvel at how fast thi
Ruthless Temptation Preparing for a New Chapter
POV: Killian ⸻ The late autumn breeze rolled through the trees like a gentle whisper, stirring the leaves at his feet as Killian stood in front of the old headstone. Henry Thomas . Beloved husband. Devoted father. Honest man. It had been years since he last visited the cemetery alone. Life had a way of pulling him forward, demanding his attention—his energy—but lately, something within him had stirred. Maybe it was the ultrasound photo still tucked in his wallet. Or the sound of Emma’s heartbeat syncing with their son’s. Or the way Amelie and Alina had burst into laughter when they picked out ridiculous baby names over dinner last week. Maybe it was everything. Killian dropped to a crouch and rested his hand on the edge of the cold stone, brushing away a few dried leaves. “Hey, Dad.” The quiet stretched. The kind of silence that didn’t need to be filled.
Ruthless Temptation The Gender Reveal
Emma The sun poured through the kitchen windows, warm and golden, as Emma tied the last ribbon around the box. It was just big enough to hold a few helium balloons, but it felt like it carried the weight of a thousand emotions. “Okay, I think we’re ready,” she said, glancing at the clock. “They should be home any second.” Killian stood across the room, pretending not to be nervous as he arranged cupcakes on a platter—half with pale pink frosting, the other half baby blue. His fingers were steady, but she could see it in the set of his jaw, the way he kept glancing at the box like it might give up its secret early. Emma moved closer, brushing her hand across his back as she passed. “You’re more anxious than I was before our wedding.” He shot her a look, amused and soft. “That’s because I already knew how perfect you’d look walking down the aisle.” She arched a brow. “Smooth.”
Ruthless Temptation Nesting Again
POV: Emma The nausea hit Emma before her eyes even opened. It was subtle at first—an uncomfortable twist in her stomach, a familiar weight that took her back over a decade in an instant. She groaned and buried her face in the pillow, willing the feeling to pass. “Morning sickness already?” Killian’s sleepy voice murmured beside her. “I hate this part,” she muttered into the mattress. Killian chuckled, rolling onto his side and placing a warm palm against her back. “Come on, you used to say it was a good sign. Remember? ‘Means things are sticking.’” Emma turned her head toward him, the nausea already fading now that she was upright. “That was before I remembered how miserable the ‘sticking’ phase is.” He grinned and leaned in, brushing her hair back with the gentleness that always disarmed her. “Want me to make you toast?” “With ginger tea?”
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