Alexander heard me sighing as we walked back from the car and asked what was wrong.
“My feet.” I groaned. “I really hope this is not the norm now, for the whole rest of the pregnancy. They hurt so bad today.”
Alexander frowned. “Stop for a second,” he said. When I did, he swept me up into his arms in one swift movement, lifting my weight like I was a feather. He grinned as I looped my arms around his neck. “Does that help any?” he asked.
“A little, yes.” I let my head fall against his shoulder lazily.
“Tired?”
“Yeah. I think my body knows it’s the weekend and just wants to be horizontal for a while, since I’ve got the time for it. I’d like to lie down and rest for a bit now if you don’t mind.”
“Not at all,” he said. “Can I give you a foot rub?”
“Mmm.” My eyes closed at the so
