Bianca
The hug took us both by surprise. Even Isaac stiffened in my embrace, arms slightly stretched out to the sides, clearly not expecting me to do what I just did.
When I pulled away, I felt my cheeks flush with heat. I quickly stepped back, adjusting my shirt over my small baby bump, looking anywhere but at Isaac’s face.
“Um, thanks,” I muttered, cringing internally at how awkward I sounded all of a sudden. “For everything.”
Isaac cleared his throat, hand moving to adjust his collar even though it was already straight. “Any time, darling.”
The air between us felt weirdly charged, like it had in the hospital when his fingers had been inside of me. I couldn’t help but remember the way it felt—his long, slender fingers working me open, the way he’d licked my pleasure o
