Chapter 111

Kimberly was leant over the counter, half the washing up done. “Hey, you don’t need to do that,” Michael half scolded, half reassured, coming up behind her. He settled his arms around her, finding her belly wet with washing up water. “Should leave it for me.” 

“I feel so lazy.”

“You’re due any day. You have grown a whole person inside you. You are not lazy.” He placed his hands under her belly, lifting for her to sag against him, a moan leaving her lips. 

“Oh, Jesus that feels good.” 

“Do it any time,” he whispered, the weight of his baby in his hands, her body against his chest as she sunk her weight against him. “Has he been kicking?” 

“Constantly.”

“My