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Between the mind-blowing orgasm and the water, I was boneless.
After a few minutes, and our breathing had evened out, Alex swam us over to the steps and he sat half in the water, turning me so I was draped over his lap.
“Our food is getting cold,” he murmured, his hand resting on my belly.
“Alex,” I whispered softly, barely loud enough for him to hear me. “I love you.”
He stilled beneath me, and I opened my eyes to stare into his brown depths. He didn’t say anything, the look on his face a cross between joy and wondering if he had heard me correctly.
So I repeated it. “I love you.”
He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing with the movement, his eyes filled with tenderness. “I love you too, Seth.”
“Thank you for today,” I laid my head back on his shoulder with a little sigh. “Thank you for everything. I know I probably don’t say that enough. How do I say I love you in Spanish?”
He gave me a soft look, a smile tugging at his lips, “Te amo.”
Snuggling into him, I kissed his cheek and whispered, “Te amo.”
Chapter Twenty
Seth
August
Of course, I had gone over my due date.
This baby had been snug and cozy and quite happy staying right where they were.
At my last appointment, Naomi had even conferred with Finn on just how long they were comfortable waiting for me to go into labor on my own.
As I wasn’t happy with any of the options they had discussed with me, from starting my labor to a c-section, I had been having some hard discussions with the baby on how urgent it was for them to get their little booty in gear.
I’d even been practically forcing Alex to have sex with me all the time to try to get my labor started.
The poor man was never one to say no to me, especially a naked me, but even he was starting to look at me like a deer caught in headlights when I would call his name in my I-want-you-to-come-fuck-me voice.
The last time he had practically whined, “Sweetheart, I love you, but I’m chafed. Can’t we just, I don't know, try going for a walk? Or spicy food?Abuelasent some spicy tamales for me. And we can add hot sauce.”
I’d taken pity on him and ate the tamales–not a hardship, honestly, since they were delicious–smothering them in the hottest sauce there was, and…nothing.
Besides a terrible case of indigestion, that had left me burping and farting and both of us miserable.
Finally–fucking finally, with mere days to spare before we were medically going to have to help this stubborn kid along–I had woken up when my water had broken in the wee hours of the early morning.
Well, not gonna lie, I thought for a minute I had peed the bed, before I realized exactly what had happened.
Rubbing my ginormous mound of a belly, I whispered in the dark, “August thirteenth, huh? Please tell me you aren’t going to be one of those perpetually late people, because I can’t have that. This is your one time of being late for a very important date.”
Alex rolled over, mumbling, “Are you reading the babyAlice InWonderland?”
“Just having a come to Goddess convo, since my water broke, and they’ve decided to finally show their face. Fucking late as hell, and we won’t be doing that bullshit going forward. This is the one and only time they are allowed to show up fashionably late.”
Alex sprang up so fast in bed, I nearly bounced off the side. He was cute as hell, with his hair a mess and his dark eyes comically wide open.
“What?!”
I could see who was going to be the calm one now. Calm alpha had left the building, leaving me in charge.
