#Chapter39
Light sleep-02
I will never get tired of him kissing me like this, so sensual, so possessive, so him. His thumbs circle my cheeks; his caresses cause me to gently rub my hips against his body, which reacts quickly, and I feel his erection.
An involuntary moan escapes my lips, and he grunts, pleased.
/"I will never get tired of this mouth, my dragonfly. You are beautiful./"
/"I don’t want you to get tired of it./" I press my forehead to his.
We stay like that for a while. We feel our hearts beating next to each other. His warmth is enough to forget the cold that recently bothered me. I’m wearing the same light yellow plaid dress I wore in the morning before I knew I was going to have one hell of a day.
/"I’m pregnant,/" I mutter.
/"We’re pregnant,/" he corrects me and lets out a chuckle.
/"Are you laughing? Really? Do you find this funny?/" I don’t understand.