**Zaire
I shifted a little beneath her, careful not to jostle her too much. My hand stayed steady at the small of her back while the other reached for the bag of treats. "Alright," I said, peeking inside, "let's see what damage you ladies did."
Kyra lifted her head and gave me that amused smile that always gets me. "Be respectful. Those cupcakes are premium."
I laughed and pulled a box out, setting it on the coffee table. "Chocolate, red velvet, lemon... wow. You really came back prepared."
"Pregnancy cravings don't play fair," she teased. "And don't think I didn't get your favorite."
My brow lifted. "You did?"
She nodded, all proud. "Chocolate peanut butter. Front and center."
I shook my head, impressed, then leaned down to kiss her again. Slow, lingering, because I meant every bit
