Courtney
"Kitten..."
"Kitten, wake up."
My eyes flutter open and I gasp when I see Ryder's face mere inches from mine. "What the hell?"
I turn my back to him and pull the covers up to chin. He lies down next to me and wraps an arm around my waist. "So I guess I'm going to get feisty kitten today. That's okay. I can work with that," he says, trailing kisses from my shoulder to my neck.
I fight back a smile and pretend to be annoyed by his affections. Lately, I've had some pretty terrible mood swings and my poor husband never knows what to expect from me. I'm more than five months pregnant, I'm gaining way more weight than I did with Charlie and no part of me feels sexy anymore. It annoys me that Ryder still acts as if I am.
"Go away," I mumble into the pillow.
He turn
