Nikita comes down the stairs, her hand resting over her swollen belly.
She's absolutely gorgeous with her growing baby bump and her hair looking more silky than ever before.
She sighs and pauses at the bottom of the stairs.
"Is today one of those days?" I ask, walking to her.
"It is. I'm exhausted. I'm tired all the way into my bones like my entire body wants to give up and sleep for all eternity," she groans dramatically. I chuckle and wrap my arms around her, letting her lean against me.
"What can I do for you, little rabbit?"
"A foot massage?" she asks, perking up.
I lift her off her feet and carry her to the sofa, setting her down gently, then sitting next to her and pulling her feet onto my lap.
The moment I wrap my hand around her foot and apply steady, smooth pressure to her sole, she groans with pleasure, and her eyes roll a little in her head.
"Oh… my… goodness," she sighs in heavenly relief. "You have no idea how good that feels."
"Do you want me to cancel tonight's dinner?" I ask, still rubbing her feet.
"No, I think I'll steal a little afternoon siesta and be fine later. At least they made the dinner early. What time do we have to be there? Five?"
"Yes, your brother wants us there at five. He's making steaks on the barbecue and thought it would be nice to have sunset views while we fired them up."
"Mm. Yes, it'll be ok. I can sit with my feet up there anyway. It's not like I have to run around and do anything."
"Alright, but if you get tired or want to leave at any point, you just give me the look, and I'll know," I grin.
"Are you trying to get out of my family dinner?" She raises her brows, teasing me.
A few months ago, this comment might have held some truth, but since her and I fully chose each other, I have been committed to making things better between her family and myself.
Four months. Four months of having this beautiful, special, unique creature in my life. Properly and fully in my life. Four months of watching our baby grow inside her and of sharing moments with her that I would never want to share with anyone else.
Four months of bliss and happiness greater than I thought possible.
I raise my brows and grin mischievously. "I was thinking of maybe declaring I have a sudden migraine. It just came out of nowhere," I groan, scrunching my eyes in agony.
She leans forward and punches my arm. "Oh, shush. You're terrible," she laughs.
I grab her hand and pull her onto my lap. "And you're beautiful," I whisper, kissing her perfect lips.
The sunset is absolutely stunning.
The delicious aroma of fired steaks fills the air, and I have the most beautiful woman in the world sitting on my lap, laughing.
Valery shakes her head and scoffs. "And that wasn't even the worst part!" she declares. "The guy then decided to give me his number!"
"He didn't," Nikita laughs harder, then grabs her belly and gasps. "You're going to make me pee!" she snorts.
"Hey, she's sitting on my lap, stop making her laugh!" I declare loudly.
Valery and Talia laugh harder, picturing the hilarity of me getting peed on by my pregnant girl.
"What? You're not into golden showers?" Talia teases.
I scoff. "What I'm into is absolutely none of your business!"
