Marcus POV
“Why don’t you have a lie down, and then we’ll finish this later,” Marcus leaned down and put his arms around Sarah, who was sitting at her desk. They’d decided to share the main office. That way, Marcus could keep her close. They’d been going over the invitations for the coronation.
“I’m not tired,” Sarah yawned, causing Marcus to smile. She was so stubborn.
“I can see that,” he chuckled.
“Well, it’s your fault!” She scoffed, “bloody man can’t keep his hands to himself,” She grumbled, yawning yet again.
She wasn’t wrong, Marcus really couldn’t stop touching her. She was just so sexy, and that pregnancy belly…fucking hot.
“Do you want me to carry you?” He asked with an amused tone. Sarah stood up with a cranky look on her face.
“No, I can still walk,” she scoffed. He
