When we reached his, or I suppose for the weekend, our bedroom, he sat down on the bed and looked me up and down. I moved to remove my hoodie, but he grabbed my hands before I could even lift it up an inch. “What do you like?” He asked me. His eyes were glued to mine, his lips slightly parted. His hands felt warm, I hadn’t noticed before how much bi

His lips turned into a cheeky smile. We were both sweaty from our previous exercise, and I did not even mind having been told to lie down. It was only noon, yet I felt worn out enough to fall asleep on the spot. His fingers traced slow circles on my skin as his breathing slowed down to a normal pace. I think this is the first time I truly felt peaceful in Robert&rsqu

“Do you like it?”“It’s amazing.”

I returned home later that day. Once again Clara was waiting for me there. Liann had apparently dropped her off last night. She was too scared to sleep by herself so she fell asleep the moment I sat her down for lunch. I picked her up and brought her to my bed. Whenever she stayed over it was our bed anyway, my apartment didn’t have two bedrooms and my bed was

I quickly dashed back into my bedroom and pulled out a dress. Even though he had previously seen me in my standard hoodie and yoga pants attire, tonight I looked extra bad. There were nacho stains on my hoodie and I had dropped a bottle of whiteout on my pants, which gave me some rather suspicious white looking stains. No, tonight was special. It was real now, I was pregnant. He could no longer kick me out of our contract.