Page 37 of Jhon

ELLA

Ella awoke with the sun, feeling incredible.

Unlike any normal morning, instead of shivering and clutching for the covers, she was cocooned in the most delicious warmth.

Opening her eyes, she took in the room, and everything came flashing back to her - the journey, the sweetness of her infant son, the incredible house, and Jhon…

Her cheeks heated as she remembered her shamelessness.

Even now, she was warm because his body was wrapped around her naked form.

She slid out of his hold as slowly and carefully as she could, praying he would sleep until she was cleaned up and dressed.

When she was safely on the floor, she turned to look at Jhon.

The burly warrior looked even bigger than usual, lying across the bed. His handsome face was relaxed in sleep, and she realized he might be younger than she had thought. Older than she was, surely, but not by so much.

His race might age more slowly than Terrans do, a voice in the back of her head reminded her. He could be hundreds of years old. Without information about the Invicta, you’ll never know.

There was plenty she didn’t know yet. And while it should have made her cautious, she found that she felt happy and excited instead.

After all, he was kind and gentle, and he treated her respectfully in spite of her being Terran.

And apparently, she had twenty years to learn more.

The baby hadn’t made a peep yet, and a glance at her bracelet on the side table told her it was early.

She decided to slip into the refresher for another chem shower.

Hurrying, even though she would have loved to soak in the cleansing, fragrant mist, she managed to be dressed in her other shift and back in the bedroom while both her boys still slept.

Once she made it to the hallway, she paused.

If Bo was still sleeping, she hated to wake him.

On the other hand, that was a lot of sleep, at least by Terran standards. It would be best to check on him.

She opened his door and slipped quietly inside.

Soft light filled the room, and it looked even more inviting and magical than it had the night before. The bright colors of the books and clothing on the shelves made her smile.

She moved close to the crib, and saw that Bo was still sleeping peacefully. His cheeks looked so soft that she longed to kiss them. But she knew he needed his rest, so she gazed down at him instead, soaking him in with only her eyes.

While she was watching, he slowly awoke, chubby fists opening like starfish, little feet twitching. It was almost like he’d sensed her nearby.

When his eyes opened at last and he saw her, his sweet face broke into the sunniest smile.

“Bah,” he said, kicking his legs out straight and tucking his chin down so that his cheeks looked even chubbier.

“Well, good morning to you too, Bo,” she said, sliding her hands under him and lifting him up.

He snuggled right into her neck, little hands clinging to her as if he never wanted to let her go.

“You are the best little snuggler in the whole world,” she told him as she carried him over to the changing table. “Let’s see what you’ve got in that nappy.”

Once he was wiped down and changed, she brought him to the kitchen for a nice bottle.

When he had it in his hands and was happily feasting away, she wrapped him in his sling on her chest, and decided to look around the kitchen a bit.

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