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After we ate, I settled onto the couch with Jade and Ilsa while the guys continued to talk. We put a movie on, and I wrapped a blanket around myself. I looked over at Kaleb as he laughed with the guys. I felt my eyes growing heavy as the movie played. I tried to fight it, but soon fell asleep.

I woke up to the house being quiet. I grabbed my phone, seeing it was a little past six now. I rubbed at my eyes, realizing I had just slept for three hours.

“Kaleb?”

“Yeah?” I heard his footsteps come around the corner. He was rubbing his hands on a washcloth. He smiled at me. “How was your nap?”

I frowned. “I’m sorry I fell asleep. I was really trying not to.”

He waved a hand. “You’re pregnant, Nora. It’s normal to be tired. Besides, everyone figured they should get going soon after you fell asleep.”

I sighed, rubbing at my stomach. “What did I miss?”

“The guys and I were just talking about the border. Jade and Ilsa finished the movie. Ilsa fell asleep, so you weren’t the only one.”

I grunted as I tried to get myself off the couch. Kaleb had to offer me a hand up.

“They all headed home about an hour ago. I was just finishing the dishes.”

I rubbed at my back. “Would it be terrible if I went to bed?”

He smirked as he bent down, placing his hand on my stomach. “No, honey. It wouldn’t be.” He kissed my stomach before pulling himself back up. “But before you go to bed, I would like to show you something.”

We headed upstairs, and he paused in the doorway of the nursery. I glanced inside and realized that it wasn’t a mess. The scattered pieces on the floor were now put together. My rocking chair sat right next to the crib.

My mouth dropped. “You put it together?”

He nodded. “Well, the guys helped me. Took us about half an hour, but it’s all together. The sucker isn’t coming apart. Weall sat on it to make sure. Westley sat on me while I sat on it, so it’s going to hold you and the baby if it can survive us.”

I laughed as I turned to him. “You are an amazing man, you know that?”

“Do I?” he asked sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes as I leaned against him, suddenly feeling the urge to be closer. “You are. You have no idea how much I appreciate everything you’ve done. You’re helping turn this into a home.”

He ran his hand through my hair. “Well, you are my everything. And you’re holding our child. I’m doing what I can to help. It’s that simple.”

He kissed me softly, his lips warm against mine. I sighed as I leaned into it. I felt a surge of wanting more go through me. I was constantly wanting more, and I knew part of it was the hormones. But another part of it was just how happy he made me. How he cared for me and was always there.

Kaleb leaned me back, my back pressing against the wall. He stepped into my space, his hands grabbing mine, pulling them above my head. He caged them as he smirked. “Spread your legs.”

I did as he asked, spreading my legs slightly. His eyes stayed on mine as he reached his other hand down, sliding down my stomach. It was sweet the way he rubbed his hand over it. But it kept going down, right underneath my pants band. My stomach flipped at the contact, and I licked my lips.

I inhaled as I felt his fingers slide underneath my underwear, finding my clit. My head thumped back against the wall as I moaned softly. His fingers were working like magic, the sensation building in the pit of my stomach.

“I can never get enough of seeing you flustered like this,” he growled as he dipped down, his teeth scraping against my neck. The sensation sent a shiver over my entire body all the way to my toes.

I felt his fingers move, sliding smoothly over my clit. The sensation made my toes curl, and I moaned louder. Kaleb pressed closer, and I could feel how hard he was.

“Oh god,” I whimpered as his teeth bit hard onto my neck. I gasped as I felt two fingers thrust deeply into me. I tightened around Kaleb’s fingers, my body already on the edge.

And as quickly as he started, Kaleb pulled away. He stepped back, holding that playful smirk on his lips. My mind glitched, and my mouth dropped. He did this on purpose to tease me.

“Come on,” he said as he pulled my hands, taking me with him toward our bedroom. We had redecorated our room months ago, turning it into a space we shared.

He flicked the lamp on, filling the room with a low hue. He pulled me toward our bed, laying me down slowly. He pulled at my pants, shimming them off. He then leaned into my space, spreading my legs. His eyes darkened as he stared at me, a hungry look sat behind them.

“Let me show you just how much I love you, Nora.”