Page 65 of Burden to Bear

Even seven months pregnant, she was gorgeous.

And this wasn’t about some pregnancy fetish I had. It was her. This woman who was everything I’d ever wanted—funny, outgoing, intelligent, and gorgeous.

Her legs were toned, her ass perfectly round. And her tits were full and plump, more than a handful of fun. She spun around, unknowingly giving me a great show, as she maneuvered toward a chair and eventually sat down with a huge smile on her face.

I could have stood there, staring at her all day long.

But I didn’t.

The longing I felt was growing by the day, and seeing her nearly naked was my undoing.

I needed relief.

I needed this woman more than I ever thought was possible to need a woman.

If I didn’t figure out a way to tell her the truth soon, I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to survive like this.

On that thought, I let out a frustrated sigh, climbed the stairs, and hopped in the shower, where I stroked my dick to the vision of Mia, looking as gorgeous as ever in a bikini.

I thought getting myself off once would be enough.

But I was still so unsatisfied after the first time, I had no choice but to find that release once more.

EIGHTEEN

Mia

“Okay, okay. I’m ready, and you finished that changing table. Now it’s time for all of us to head outside.”

“I really think Dad and I should stay inside and finish assembling the rest of this stuff for you, Mia.”

Unwilling to negotiate any further, I stuck my bottom lip out and pouted. “Please, Alby. I know you want to help and are worried about me having to do it, but you guys are only here for a few hours before you have to head back home. I just want us to spend some time together, catching up.”

My brother sighed, his shoulders falling, and I knew I’d won the battle. “If you want to help, you can carry out the tray of fruit and cheese I prepared.”

“He’ll get that while I grab the drinks,” my dad said.

Feeling ecstatic to have convinced them to spend the next few hours being able to just enjoy each other’s company, I linked my arm through my mom’s and urged her toward the sliding doors that led out onto the deck.

My family arrived first thing this morning, bringing the remainder of the gifts I’d received at my baby shower weeks ago with them. Most of the items they brought were the big-ticket items, things that required some assembly. While I understood and appreciated their desire to help me put everything together, I didn’t want the few hours we had together to be spent with my mom and I getting to visit with one another while my dad and Albert worked. We wound up compromising, with me agreeing to allow them to put the changing table together, since that was the biggest and heaviest piece of furniture.

But I refused to negotiate any further. I wanted these next few hours with them to be spent relaxing, eating, and enjoying each other. To ensure neither my dad nor my brother could sneak off and take on another project, I insisted on all of us going out onto the deck.

That may not have been the wisest idea, given the weather, but I still went ahead with it.

Lately, the heat and the hot summer sun had felt like an enemy. I’d gotten confirmation from Brock yesterday that it wasn’t just the pregnancy making me feel that way, which was nice.

But since the weather was still just as hot today as it had been for days, and I was finding it challenging to contend with, I’d decided to throw on a bikini and do a bit of sunbathing. It would likely be the last time I got to wear one for at least a year, so I figured there was no reason not to take advantage.

No sooner had we all grabbed seats and a drink did my family choose to launch in with the questions.

“So, I guess I’ll be the one to toss this out there,” Albert started. “Has there been any contact from Todd?”

I shook my head. “Not a word.”

“Nothing?” my mom pressed. I could tell by her tone that she was not only surprised by this news, but that she also had been dying to ask what Albert had.

I hated that I was going to have to disappoint her. “Nope.”

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