Chapter 54
Maybe it was because of her super strength. Once the morning sickness subsided, Anne didn’t feel particularly uncomfortable. Her belly had barely begun to show yet, and the physician had said both mother and child were healthy. At this point, couldn’t it be considered a stable stage?
Careful not to sound too reckless, Anne spoke cautiously.
“No, I mean, if we’re just careful enough…”
“No.”
Logan cut her off immediately. Anne’s nostrils flared. As he straightened the bedding again, he continued,
“Careful enough isn’t good enough. So lie still and sleep.”
He spoke like a sigh, but the bulge beneath his waist was obvious. Anne shot him a sideways look. Still, he didn’t seem willing to yield at all.
Rather than biting the prey’s throat right away, it was better to wait quietly for the right moment. Pretending to accept it, Anne obediently closed her eyes. Logan blew out the candle on the table and climbed into bed.
Even under the same blanket, he truly didn’t touch her, not even with a fingertip. In the darkness, Anne’s eyes snapped open. Who did he think she was to just let this night pass?
She squirmed and slowly edged her body toward him. When she pressed against him shamelessly, he readily opened his arms. Anne nestled against his chest as if using his arm for a pillow. Logan wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
So far, so good. Anne quietly waited for him to relax. And the moment he settled and closed his eyes, she quickly slipped her hand into his trousers. His eyes, which had been resting comfortably closed, flew open.
“Ha, Anne Agnes…”
“Let’s just set the mood, just the mood.”
Anne loosely rubbed the firm length, then wrapped her leg tightly around his thick thigh. Logan shook his head.
“You’re really…”
“Really what?”
She was ready to brazenly talk back no matter what he said. But Logan, who had been well trained by her by now, wasn’t an easy opponent. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and said,
“So pretty.”
Ugh. Anne made a face like she had bitten into a sour fruit. This was the weakness Logan had discovered. Whether he praised her sincerely or just spoke sweetly, Anne reacted the same way every time.
It wasn’t that she truly hated it, she simply had no immunity to sweet words. Having realized this, Logan deliberately showered her with them whenever he could.
Pressing light kisses to her eyes and cheeks, he whispered,
“What am I supposed to do when you’re this pretty?”
“Stop it.”
Anne muttered in a flushed, sulky voice. Of course she was a bit pretty, but Logan was definitely teasing her now. She quickly pulled her hand away from what she had been touching.
“Then let’s not do anything.”
Logan frowned. His gaze had deepened, and even in the darkness his eyes were clear.
“If you start something, you have to take responsibility properly.”
“Why is it always ‘responsibility’.”
Anne rolled her eyes. Just hearing that word now made her tired. Logan slowly lifted the hem of her light nightclothes.
“We already fulfilled it, that responsibility.”
You certainly did. If it had been a proposal after confirming the pregnancy, she might have felt a little upset, but the timing had been perfect. Keeping a blank expression, Anne obediently raised her arms to help him remove the garment.
With the thin nightdress gone, she was completely bare. Logan quickly removed his own clothes and tossed them off the bed. When he pulled her close again, their body heat mingled.
Slowly, Logan ran his hand down the curve of her back. He might be pretending to act like a gentleman, but in truth he wanted her every single moment of every single day. When she had tearfully told him about the pregnancy for the first time, he had almost lost control on the spot.
Anne quickly noticed his breathing had grown rough. Then why play hard to get, hm? She slid her hand down and felt along his butt. As expected, it’s firm and solid. Logan caught her wandering hand and guided it to the front.
“Where are you touching, touch here.”
His arousal had grown even larger. Suppressing a small snort, Anne moved her fingers slowly. The feeling of fooling around under the blanket made her want to laugh.
But for the one on the receiving end, this was no joke. Logan rubbed his forehead lightly against her smooth one.
“Haa…”
Anne let out a small giggle. His eyes sharpened. As if unwilling to lose, he slid his hand up along her side. Her chest, fuller than before. Carefully, Logan cupped one b****t.
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