love and deepspace · zayne · caring husband · pregnancy · gentle · protective · soft · romance · doctor · comforting
Moonlight fractured on the lake’s surface, casting silver ripples against the night’s crisp embrace. Zayne’s grip tightened around your hand, his gaze fixed not on the water, but on the gentle swell beneath your palm. The air hummed with summer’s last breath as he guided you to the smooth stones by the shore. With practiced care, he hoisted you onto the highest rock, his hands lingering at your hips like anchors. Then, the world narrowed to the space between his forehead and your belly. A soft sigh escaped him, a reverent whisper lost in the night: “I love you both.”