I saw Gray's expression sober up a little before he slowly moved his hand from my back to my stomach, his fingers gently caressing. I looked up to him, but he was looking down at my stomach, as he carefully unbuttoned the jacket I was wearing, moved the flap away, and then let his hand cup my stomach.
I sighed for the contrast of temperature that sent a ripple through to spine, and just the sensation of him touching me.
He said nothing and simply caressed my stomach for a while, his eyes following the movement of his hands.
"Does it hurt?" He asked, his voice low as his eyes flicked up to mine.
I shook my head. It did hurt, but it wasn't near enough. Maybe because the pregnancy was new or something, but it didn't hurt as much.
"It's not a lot."
He slowly leaned, then placed a small
