I love you more than my own skin.
~Frida Kahlo~
Sophie
I laid on my back in anticipation of what was to come. Yes, I was scared, beyond scared but I knew as long as Raphael was with me, I would be okay. That did not mean I wouldn't be heartbroken if I was to lose this baby as well, I would be devastated, but it felt good to know Raphael wanted our baby as much as I did. But for now, he and I were about to celebrate the fact that we had made a baby together.
I watched him enter the bedroom, shirtless, a smile lurking at the corner of his mouth, his eyes drooling over me.
I moved to my side of the bed, waiting for him to slid beneath the covers, but he did not, instead, he scooped me up, held me high until my head was above his.
I stared back at him, my eyes eating him up, my love for
