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Author: J.O
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-15 22:23:37

LIAM

The bedroom was dim, the only light coming from the lamp on her nightstand.

The cool air from the cracked window carried in the faint smell of rain, and the sheets were probably still warm from her body.

Jessica lay on her side, one hand holding her phone, the other rubbing her small baby bump without even noticing. She did that a lot now—like she was subconsciously reminding herself there was life under her palm.

I leaned against the doorframe for a second, just watching. Her hair was messy from the long day, her bare legs tangled in the blanket, and she had no idea how goddamn beautiful she looked like that.

The shower steam still clung to my skin, towel hanging low on my hips. When I finally climbed into bed behind her, she shifted just enough to make room, and I fit my body against hers like I’d been built for it. My palm found her hip automatically, my thumb sliding under the thin cotton of her shorts.

She made a small sound—half sigh, half relief—and I pressed my mouth to
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  • THE WEIGHT OF LOVING YOU   072

    JESSICASunlight spilled through my blinds, painting golden stripes across the bedroom floor. I blinked a few times, the warmth brushing against my skin pulling me fully awake. The quiet morning felt different somehow—lighter, promising. I stretched, rolling onto my back and letting a slow smile creep across my face. Today, I decided, was going to be mine. A break. Fun. Time spent doing nothing that resembled work.I ran my hand over my bump, already visible under the soft cotton of my top. A little life inside me, kicking and stretching, reminding me that I deserved some joy too. Maybe some laughter, a little chaos with friends, and a few new outfits wouldn’t hurt. Definitely not before the trip tomorrow.My phone was next to me, beckoning. I grabbed it, thumb hovering over Ava’s contact. She’d been my partner-in-crime forever, and if anyone could handle a day like this, it was her. Dialed. Waited.“Hey, you free today? I need backup for some serious shopping,” I said the second sh

  • THE WEIGHT OF LOVING YOU   071

    LIAMThe bedroom was dim, the only light coming from the lamp on her nightstand. The cool air from the cracked window carried in the faint smell of rain, and the sheets were probably still warm from her body. Jessica lay on her side, one hand holding her phone, the other rubbing her small baby bump without even noticing. She did that a lot now—like she was subconsciously reminding herself there was life under her palm.I leaned against the doorframe for a second, just watching. Her hair was messy from the long day, her bare legs tangled in the blanket, and she had no idea how goddamn beautiful she looked like that.The shower steam still clung to my skin, towel hanging low on my hips. When I finally climbed into bed behind her, she shifted just enough to make room, and I fit my body against hers like I’d been built for it. My palm found her hip automatically, my thumb sliding under the thin cotton of her shorts.She made a small sound—half sigh, half relief—and I pressed my mouth to

  • THE WEIGHT OF LOVING YOU   070

    JESSICA I stood in front of the mirror, tugging my top down over the slight curve of my stomach. It still barely showed, but I saw it. Felt it. The sight stopped me like someone had hit pause. My reflection looked almost the same as it had yesterday, but the world felt different now. Bigger. Heavier.My hand slid over the soft swell, and I couldn’t tell if the lump in my throat was excitement or fear. Probably both.“I’m nervous,” I said quietly, not taking my eyes off the girl in the glass.Behind me, I heard Liam stop moving. He’d been buttoning his shirt, I think—half the buttons done, sleeves rolled, hair still damp from his shower. He crossed the room slowly, his voice calm but honest in that way that made my chest ache.“I’m scared about bringing a kid into this world when I’m still my mother’s kid myself.”I let out a soft, shaky laugh, because it was so perfectly him—straightforward, vulnerable, no sugarcoating.“You’re not wrong,” He said, looking at me through the mirror.

  • THE WEIGHT OF LOVING YOU   069

    LIAMDawn light spilled into the bedroom, soft and gold, crawling over the sheets until it found her. Jessica. Still asleep. Her hair was a dark tangle across the pillow, one arm thrown out like she’d tried to catch me in her dreams and missed.I stood by the bed, half-buttoning my shirt, hair still damp from the fastest shower in history. My body ached in that good, wrecked way you get after a day of doing nothing but finding new ways to touch each other. I’d made such a mess of her yesterday—multiple times—and the peaceful way she looked now almost made me want to crawl back in beside her and start over.Instead, I just stood there, taking her in. My chest felt heavy in that dangerous, too-full way.I set the folded note on the bedside table, careful not to wake her. My handwriting—small, neat—stared back at me: Stepped out for a bit, love. Your food is warm in the microwave. Eat well. —Liam.Not exactly Shakespeare, but it was us.I tugged the sheet higher over her shoulder, lean

  • THE WEIGHT OF LOVING YOU   068

    JESSICAWhen he kicked our bedroom door open, the sound cracked through the quiet, but he didn’t set me down right away. His arms stayed around me, tight, unyielding, like I was something he didn’t trust the world not to steal. His eyes locked on mine, holding me there, his chest rising and falling a little faster now.There was a look in them I couldn’t untangle—tenderness so deep it hurt, hunger that made my skin heat, and something else… something that felt like a vow I hadn’t heard yet but already believed.“Liam—”“Shh,” he murmured, his voice low and sure, the kind that didn’t allow for argument. “Let me.”He laid me down on the bed like I might shatter if he wasn’t careful, his gaze never leaving my face.His fingers brushed my hair away from my cheek, lingering there just long enough to make my breath catch. That look—like he was memorizing me—made my chest ache.Then he bent down, kissing me soft, testing, like he was feeling out the edges of my mood.But I didn’t want soft.

  • THE WEIGHT OF LOVING YOU   067

    JESSICA I stirred awake, my hand sliding across the sheets, expecting the familiar warmth of Liam’s body beside me.Cool cotton. Empty space.My fingers stilled. For a second, I thought maybe he’d just rolled to the other side, but no. The bed was empty.“Liam?” My voice was still scratchy with sleep, low and uncertain.Silence. The house was quiet in that way that made you notice it — like all the air was holding its breath.I stretched, slow and lazy, pushing my hair back. My body felt heavy in that pleasantly tired way, but not sick. Honestly, considering what everyone warned me about pregnancy, I’d gotten lucky. No morning sickness, no dramatic cravings at 3 a.m. — just a little more tired than usual and, okay, maybe a tiny bit more emotional.I slid into my slippers and padded toward the stairs, rubbing my eyes. Maybe he was in the office, answering emails before I woke up. Or maybe he’d run out to grab coffee.But as I reached the bottom of the stairs and turned into the kitche

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