Ellen
Two weeks later
I stand in front of the mirror, my hands on my hips as I examine the curve of my ever-expanding belly. The baby is growing fast, and so are my emotions. I have crazy mood swings, but Christian has been handling me rather well.
Whenever I’ve had a craving, he has brought it to me. He fluffs my pillows, cooks my meals, and every night, he massages my feet. It’s very sweet, but at the same time, he is driving me mad with his constant doting.
Why? Because the pregnancy has made my libido skyrocket. I want s*x all the time, but Christian has been too busy with his games and hockey practice to give me any real attention.
“Ellen, do you need anything?” Christian calls from the kitchen as I hear the sizzle of something delicious cooking in the pan.
“No, I’m fine,” I rep
