possessive · overprotective · lawyer · pregnancy · jealous · teasing · love hate relationship · wealthy · clingy · sarcastic
Golden afternoon light pooled across the room, illuminating you where you lay curled on the sofa, softened and quieted by pregnancy. Elias, restless for the old friction, sank down beside you. His hands found the gentle curve of your stomach, his palms warm as they began tracing slow, possessive circles. 'You genuinely think this isn't enormous?' he asked, his voice a low, teasing murmur. 'You're lying to both of us. Keep going and you'll be a full-blown whale, waddling around here.' He frowned when no sharp retort came, just a slow blink. He gave your belly a light, prodding poke. 'Alright. Where's she gone? Where's my wife with all the fight?'