“It’s how we all got here. You at school today?” Ryan stretched, gazing at me.
I nodded glumly. “Yeah.”
“Fuck people, Hannah. You made your decision, and you need to live with it. Not them.” He scoffs, as we both turn at the sound of the door opening.
I turned to see the daddy of my unborn child standing there, clearly fresh from the shower, judging by his wet hair. My heart leaped at the sight of him, and instantly I’m craving him.
Just like that, pregnancy has turned me into a sex-machine.
Not that Theo is complaining, but it’s strange. It almost overtakes my body and mind until I’m sexually satisfied.
Ryan nods at Theo before walking upstairs, telling me to have a good day.
“He seems happier today,” Theo said, leaning down to kiss my lips.
My mouth watered at his scent, and he caught my heated gaze.
“You alright? You’re looking at me like you want to eat me.”
Theo’s eyes traveled down to my lips, continuing south until they rested on my stomach.
“Morning, Little De Luca,” he mumbled, dropping to his knees, leaning forward to kiss my skin gently.
I smiled stupidly as he caressed my stomach in awe, his beautiful face unreadable.
“What are you thinking?” I asked, my hands stroking the slight stubble on his jaw.
Theo turned to kiss my hand, moving his lips along my arm until he met my mouth.
“I’m still wondering when thefuckI got so lucky,” he murmured against me as I wrapped my legs around him, the book forgotten.
I ground my hips against him as he pulled away, shaking his head at me in amusement.
“Baby come on. Your brother—”
“So come to my room then.” I pouted, knowing Theo could never say no to me. Especially not now.
Thirty minutes later, I was in the shower, my body warm and satisfied from his touch. I was still grinning like the cat that got the cream when I felt the familiar wave of nausea. Rinsing my body quickly, I wrapped myself in a towel and sat on the side of the bath.
I’ve not eaten yet, and I’d read that eating can help morning sickness, little and often. I brushed my teeth and wandered into my bedroom to see Theo sitting on my bed, concentrating intently on the book on his lap.
He glanced up at me with a wolfish smile, returning his gaze to the book. “Nice shower?”
I dried myself before tossing the towel onto my bed, sliding my legs into my comfortable panties. They were the only ones that fit me, and I made a mental note to buy more. I turned to search for my bra as Theo swallowed.
“I didn’t think you could get more beautiful.”
I looked down at my body, sighing heavily.
“Now Iknowyou’re lying.”
I located my bra, putting it on while searching the room for something that wouldn’t make me look like a sea monster.
“Han, look at me.”
I sighed, lifting my jeans sadly, holding them against my expanding waist. I looked over at him with irritation, finding the grey joggers that I previously only wore for lounging around in. Now I needed them as they had a stretchy waistband.
Theo crossed the room, one hand resting on my stomach as he tilted my head back with the other. His green eyes searched mine as he chuckled softly.
