After I dropped an apple slice—coated with all the salt and pepper I wanted—into my ready mouth with a moan, the expression on his face only deepened, making me almost spit out my food with laughter.
“You don’t normally crave things like this… do you?” he asked worriedly.
I swallowed my apple slice quickly before laughing out loud.
“Just what kind of insane wolf do you take me for?” I grinned, fondly caressing my baby bump, which seemed to grow more with every passing day. “This is what your son seems to want from me.”
Upon my mention of our baby, his demeanor softened and even he was smiling alongside me. “I’ll need to have a chat with him, then,” he scoffed, affectionately planting his hand on top of my own. “If he’s controlling your appetite, then he could at least have the decenc
