Five months later
Kiara was a beautiful woman. And Jordan thought she had only gotten more beautiful while she was pregnant.
Her breasts, larger. Her body, more curvaceous. Her skin, softer and more supple, slightly more full all over. And she was glowing like he had never seen her glow before.
Just thinking about her made his drive home to their house in the suburbs pass faster. It also made him uncomfortable and he had to adjust himself in his slacks several times.
There was little he could see wrong with Kiara being pregnant with their first child. But Kiara didn't agree.
"I'm fat," she pouted every single morning before he went to work.
"Of course you are, you're growing a whole new person inside your own body. Can't really do that very well if you were skinny, now could you."
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