In the car, while stealing glances at Harry from where she sat next to him on the backseat, she felt wetness smear her panties and she blushed a deep red at that.
Only his reaction wasn’t what she expected, his eyes didn’t darken with lust although his nose flared when he scented her. “Alice, are you okay?” He questioned hesitantly.
Her blush deepened if that was possible and she only nodded in response, finding words evasive.
“Are you sure?” He probed. “I can smell your blood.”
“Blood?” Her eyes bulged painfully and she was suddenly aware of the seemingly unstoppable flow down at her secret entrance. “Harry! The baby!” She exclaimed.
He didn’t even flinch or grimace at the reminder of her tryst with someone else. Instead he barked one sole command, “The hospital guys. Now.”
“On
