“And of course, due to the fact that you’re so small, I dress up the snowflake with the word little.”

Her cheeks turn pink as she tries to look insulted and halfheartedly whacks me. Leaning back into the couch, I pull her with me.

We snuggle on the couch until the end of the movie and halfway through another one before I feel Brooke slump against me into sleep. I turn off the TV and just admire her as she sleeps. I lift her gently and bring her upstairs. To our room. She might be mad at me in the morning, but as I tuck her into our bed, I could not care less. I change into a pair of sweats out of respect for her then climb into the bed with her. She instantly curls into me as she slumbers, and I wrap my arms around her. For a while, I just watch her sleep, afraid to end the night; afraid that tomorrow, she will be back to yelling at me and locking herself away. I mentally kick myself again for the way I treated her for the past year. Eventually, my eyes droop, and I succumb to the best night’s sleep I have had in weeks.

CHAPTER 18

Baby Names

Brooke

Waking up in Landon’s arms is like capturing sun-warmed beaches paired with a chocolate sulfa. My back is pressed to his chest, one of his arms is under my neck, supporting my head, and the other wrapped protectively over my protruding belly. One of his legs is pushed between my thighs causing me to tingle in certain areas.

Landon shifts in his sleep, pushing his leg up higher. I suck in a breath as the delicious pleasure rushes up my spine. I have been incredibly horny since my third trimester started. Unable to help myself, I push back on Landon’s leg and groaned. Landon shifts again, pushing back up. He nuzzles my neck, sinking his nose into my hair. He inhales deeply as I began to rock back and forth.

Landon

Holding Brooke is the best feeling in the world. I clutch her tightly to me all night. I can tell when she came awake; her breathing pattern quickened slightly. Her body stiffens for a half minute before she relaxes back into the mattress. I shift, getting ready to let Brooke know I was awake when she let out the tiniest mewl. I freeze, and to my utter astonishment, feel Brooke push back.

I drag my nose up the length of Brooke’s neck, burying my nose in her hair, inhaling her scent. Knowing it is a risk, I push my leg against Brooke again. I am rewarded with a groan. All of Brooke’s freak-outs have, in the past, usually happened during intimate moments. So I choose not to speak. Brooke began rocking against me. My cock throbs as her pace speeds up. My hand that is resting on her stomach slowly slides down to her hips.

Gripping the gentle curve, I help her quicken her pace even more. Unable to help myself, my hips start to push against her ass, grinding my cock into her ample flesh. I start dragging open-mouthed kisses along her neck. Brooke pants and moans as we franticly move.