[ELARA'S POV]
Thirty-nine weeks and Dr. Chen cleared us for sex.
"Just be gentle." She said after my appointment. "Listen to your body. If anything hurts, stop."
Damian and I looked at each other.
We'd been avoiding it for two weeks. Too scared. Too worried about triggering labor. Too everything.
But now we had permission. And I wanted him. Desperately. In that pregnancy hormone way that made me insane.
"Tonight." I said in the car on the way home. "After Isla's asleep."
"You sure?" His hand found my thigh. "We don't have to."
"I know. But I want to." I covered his hand with mine. "It might be weeks before we can again. After the baby comes. After recovery. I want this. One more time before everything changes."
His fingers tightened on my thigh. "Okay. Tonight."
Isla went down easy. Exhausted from a day at the park with Marguerite.
Damian and I stood in her doorway watching her sleep. This tiny human who would be a big sister in days.
