Carla pulls a disgruntled face, then she mutters, “So freaking unfair.”
“What?”
She lets out a huff. “That you don’t even have to study.” She turns to face me. “Do you just look at the sentence, and then you remember it?”
I gesture at the laptop. “What page are you on?”
Carla checks. “Page fourteen.”
“Pick a line.”
She frowns at me, then says, “Uhhh… nine.”
“Viability study, which consists of market analysis, technical, financial, and ecological viability.”
Carla checks the document then she scowls at me. “That was line eight and nine. Like I said, so freaking unfair.” She thinks of something that makes her smile. “I hope Raspberry gets your brains.”
I let out a chuckle. “And your looks.”
Carla moves the laptop aside, and then she turns to me. “What names do you like for a girl?”
Picking up the laptop, I push it back into her hands. “Work, Carla. When we take a break to eat, we can talk baby names.”
She scrunches her nose at me. “No fun.”
I tilt my head, and taking hold of her jaw, I press a hard kiss to her mouth. “Work.”
She gives me a playful glare before she focuses on the document.
With Carla caught up on the work she missed, I’ve made a couple of appointments for us to view houses. She’s healing nicely, and her baby bump has had a growth spurt, as well.
I’m in a hurry to get out of the suite, and with my finals only two weeks away, I want us in our own house as soon as possible.
After I’ve parked the car in the driveway, we climb out. Meeting Carla at the front of the vehicle, I link our fingers together before heading to the front door.
Suzanna opens just as we’re about to ring the bell. “Hi, guys. I really think you’re going to like this one.”
“Hi, thanks for showing it to us,” Carla says.
“Have a look around. I’ll be in the kitchen,” Suzanna says, then she gives us our privacy.
From our previous appointments, Suzanna quickly learned to let us explore on our own before she gives us a run down of all the details.
We walk into a spacious living room with large bay windows.
“Lots of light,” I murmur.
“I love the layout,” Carla says.
We venture through the ground floor, then go upstairs.
The moment we walk into the third bedroom, Carla shrieks, “Yes! This one is perfect. Plenty of closet space and the wide windowsill is just what I wanted. We can arrange all the stuffed animals on it. I can ask Aria to paint raspberries and ladybugs on that wall.”
I just stare at Carla as she shares her plans for the room, then she turns to me, asking, “What do you think?”
I shake my head. “That we’re probably taking this house before seeing the rest of it?”
She lets out a burst of laughter. “We can fix everything else, but this room needs to be perfect for Raspberry.”
“Yeah? So this is the house you want?” I ask to make sure.
Carla gives me a pleading look, which melts my heart. Smiling at her, I do my best to mimic Olaf from Frozen, “Some people are worth melting for.”
Instead of laughing her ass off, Carla slams into me, kissing the living shit out of me. I stumble back against the wall, gripping her tightly so she doesn’t fall.
When she breaks the kiss, she murmurs, “If we were at the suite, I’d give you the ride of your life right now.”
“I didn’t think Olaf would be a turn on for you,” I chuckle.
“It’s not Olaf. You were cute.” She presses another kiss to my lips.
“Cute?” I grumble against her mouth, then I shake my head. “No, I’m never cute.” I switch our positions, so Carla’s against the wall, and then I remind her why cute is the last word to associate with me.
CARLA
Since the shooting, Noah’s been super protective of me, and I’m not going to lie, I love all the attention. Raspberry is growing fast, and at twenty-two weeks, it looks like I swallowed a volleyball.
I tighten my hold on Noah’s hand as we walk through the furniture store. We’re looking for a lounge suite and entertainment system, then we’ll be done with all the purchases for the first floor. I’m leaving Raspberry’s room for last.
Suddenly I feel a flutter, and it makes me stop dead in my tracks.
“What’s wrong?” Noah asks.
I quickly press his hand to my stomach, and when I feel the flutter again, a wide smile spreads over my face. My gaze darts to Noah. “Did you feel the flutter?”
“Was that Raspberry?” he asks.
I nod, and then we feel her move again. We let out happy chuckles, and then Noah wraps his arm around my shoulders, pressing a kiss to the side of my head. Moving my arm around his lower back, we continue to walk.
It takes us a good twenty minutes to agree on a charcoal leather suite. I leave it up to Noah to decide which entertainment system to get.
The moment we’re done, I ask, “Can we have dinner now?”
“Yeah, what are you in the mood for?”
“Pizza and ice cream.”
Noah lets out a burst of laughter as we leave the store. After we’ve had dinner, we head back to Trinity. I can’t wait until we can move into our house. Just one more week.
After I’ve showered, Noah rubs the stretch mark lotion all over my body. When he’s done, he lies down behind me and starts pressing kisses to my shoulder and neck.
“What about Catelynn?” I ask as his hand moves between my legs, and he begins to softly caress my clit.
“I’m not feeling it,” he murmurs against my neck before he sucks on my skin.
Noah pushes his right arm under my head and wraps it around me. Lifting my hands, I take hold of his forearm as heat pools between my legs.
“Amelia,” I breathe while grinding down on his fingers, working their magic on my clit. Noah enters a finger inside me, drawing a moan from me.
The bigger my stomach gets, the gentler Noah becomes in bed. As if he’s scared that he’ll hurt Raspberry.
It doesn’t mean the sex is any less great. Hell no, Noah still blows my mind.
Using his leg, Noah pushes my legs apart, and then I feel his cock at my entrance. He enters me slowly until he’s deep inside of me. It feels so good a tremble rushes through my body.
He keeps his thrusts slow and deep, and soon it becomes delicious torture until an intense orgasm seizes my body, drawing a satisfied gasp from me. Then only does Noah speed up, making my release intensify as he finds his own.
When we’ve both come down from our highs, and Noah pulls out, I say, “I need to pee. Help me up.”
Noah lets out a chuckle as he scoops me up in his arms. Carrying me to the bathroom, he sets me down in front of the toilet before he leaves, muttering, “The words every man wants to hear after making his woman orgasm.”
I relieve myself while laughing at his comment.
When I’m done, I walk back to the bed, and lying down, I snuggle with the pregnancy support pillow Noah got me.
When Noah’s arms wrap around me from behind, he says, “What about Haley? We can nickname her Haleybug, and it kinda rhymes with the ladybugs you want all over the nursery wall.”