Chapter 39

Hannah

Six Months Later

“I don’t need you to hire a housekeeper or whatever you call a female butler!”

Tobias takes the water glass out of my hands and looks down at me with sensual eyes. Tall and muscle- bound, with a deceptively seductive smile. Gosh. Is it hot in here? He is basically walking sex.

“I don’t want you to put a strain on yourself, and that will happen since you’re carrying around the largest belly I’ve ever seen and refusing to take it easy.”

“The house needed cleaning!”

Tobias sighs. “Our life would be much easier if you let me hire this housekeeper. You wouldn’t have to move a muscle, and I wouldn’t have to go to work worrying about you.”

“I can still do basic tasks. I’m not that big…”

Tobias’s eyelashes flicker down, and his smile grows when I pout at him. We both know I’m huge, but my pride doesn’t allow me to admit it. Tobias won’t repeat himself, either.

Instead, he looks amused. “No, of course not. How silly of me. My wife is as tiny and fragile as a flower,” he steps closer, sliding a hand to my stomach. His lips stifle a laugh. “The bump isn’t visible at all.”

“You’re damn right it’s not.”

“Which is a shame… you know what I think about pregnant women.” Heat spreads between my legs as Tobias strokes my skin. He is gentle, but his eyes are dark. “Do you remember this morning?”

I slowly inhale. “I do…”

Tobias woke me up by going down on me, and he wouldn’t stop, no matter the sounds I made. He kept going until I wanted to escape, but I couldn’t since my belly was in the way. In the end, I came so hard that my vision momentarily flicked.

Goddamn it.

I’m horny again!

hormones are making me insane, and Tobias might not stay in

the visual is crazy. Especially when he lifts his eyes

and relax. It’s stressful not to work around the house. I feel useless if I don’t, even

“I can’t believe I

pout. “I’m not a

frying pan before we have even finished eating

works over my face. I feel called out. “There is usually some time

cleaning after me a second after I’ve entered the house. Hanging up my robe and putting

won’t do

smiles against my belly and kisses it. “When did

point. I seldom relax, and that could potentially be dangerous for

fondness in his eyes as he looks at me.” Let me hire this

take a deep

***

trying my hardest not to interfere when I notice that my housekeeper is sorting the shoes in the wrong

taking me every ounce of self-control not to take

did I develop this

always had it

curious, and I ask a lot of questions. Sometimes I

I’m a controlling

Tobias thinks I’m too bossy in our

“I was thinking of cooking lunch for us.

smile back at her. I like her. I picked her myself out of the ones

eyes fall to my stomach, and she nods as

busy working, but my head is a total mess. What if he thinks I’m a bitch, and he

this why he is working late

but I’m not stupid enough to

and begin typing from the couch. My dog, Ruby, is curled beside me, and she

wait a second. This is important… I just need to

immediately relaxes, and I shoot a

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