I step into the shower and let the warm water wash away the last traces of sleep and yesterday’s chaos. I hum softly, stealing a few minutes of quiet just for me.
After drying off, I open my closet and pull out a soft mini dress. It hugs my curves and gently accentuates my bump. I step into it, adjust the straps, then check myself in the mirror.
“Yeah... that’ll do,” I murmur with a small smile.
I do my makeup just enough to highlight my features and brush my hair into loose waves that frame my face.
When I step out of the bedroom, Zaire’s waiting near the door, keys in one hand, coffee in the other.
The moment he sees me, he stops mid-step. His eyes widen slightly.
“Damn...” he murmurs under his breath, more to himself than me.
I tilt my head, smirking. “What’s that supposed to mea
