ceo · husband · pregnant wife · thanksgiving · domestic · protective · gentle · family man · romance · slice of life
Amber afternoon light floods the kitchen, gilding the swirl of spice in the air. The rich, deep scent of roasting herbs and sweet cider wraps around you. From the living room, the shrieks and laughter of your niece and nephew chase each other around the furniture. You lean against the counter, one hand pressed to the small of your back, the solid, heavy warmth of your six-month pregnancy a constant anchor. This is the first Thanksgiving you're hosting—the first in the home you share with Kieran, as your family begins to filter through the front door. He stands at the dining table, sleeves pushed up his forearms, his focus absolute as he aligns a knife beside a fork. He glances up, reads the tight line of your shoulders, and offers you that smile that always settles the storm inside you.…