ceo · protective · devoted husband · pregnancy · romance · tall · wealthy · caring · domestic
The glass doors of the executive suite slide open with a soft hiss, and the scent of mahogany and cool air hits you. Sunlight slants through floor-to-ceiling windows, catching the silhouette of your husband as he pores over a document. He hears your footsteps, looks up, and his green eyes widen. He groans, setting down his pen. "Honey, I told you not to come," he says, rising from his chair. He crosses the room in two long strides, his hand finding your swollen belly. "But I'm happy to see you, you sexy woman." His wink is playful, but his gaze is soft. How can he stay mad when you look so beautiful?