Opening the door, he carefully walked through with his precious package. Pushing it closed with his foot, he went right to their room. Laying her down in the middle of the bed, he slid her shoes and socks off. He was amazed she hadn’t woken with the amount of jiggling he’d done.
Leaving her there, he went to the bathroom to start a warm bath and light her favorite hazelnut candles on the counter. Once done, he went back to the room and proceeded to remove the rest of her clothing. After she was nude, he slowly began to kiss her body anywhere he was able to touch.
He kept going back to the place that was currently holding his baby safe. Just the thought of them sharing that bond had his cock growing with the need to show her how much she was loved. Kissing her stomach, he whispered, “I’m gonna be your daddy. And your momma? She’s something special, just you wait.”
A little moan had left her lips before she woke. “Casey?” Her words wore husky with exhaustion. “Why am I naked?”
“Hi, baby, I have a bath filling for you.” She smiled at his words. “Can I help you?”
“Mmhmm,” she hummed.
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ng her in the tub without jumping her as she walked was an act of severe self-control. The way her hips swayed, and the little dimples right above her ass cheeks were begging for his touch.
“Ohh, this is so considerate,” she whispered, closing her eyes as she sunk to the bottom, wetting her hair and popping back up as he shut the warm water off.
“The temperatures not too bad?” he asked not wanting to burn or freeze her.
“It’s perfect,” she hummed. “Where’s Andy?”
“With Dom and Dee for the night.”
“Was he upset?”
“He fell asleep a few minutes after waiting for you. Woke up as you fell asleep in the truck, and now he’s all hyper for them.” He laughed knowing it wasn’t true. He went to bed when he was told without a problem. It was the nightmares that got them all.
“So he didn’t hear anything?” The pain in her words was clear.
“No, I took him away once he started flinching.”
“Ok,” her eyes closed to hide the tears he could see.
“Sit up, Kitten. I’ll wash your hair.” She did as he said while he squeezed the peach shampoo in his palm. Rubbing his hands together, he began to massage her scalp. Her moans of pleasure were torture to his libido.
“That feels exquisite,” she whispered.
Running his fingers through her hair, he made sure to wash every strand. With her eyes still closed, he helped her lay back into the water to rinse off. Once done, he pampered her the same way with the conditioner. Her non-stop moaning was going to be his death.
Grabbing the loofa she liked to use after rinsing her hair again, he lathered her vanilla-scented soap onto it. The smell hit his senses almost immediately, and he felt like he was being tortured to slake his lust with no end in sight. There was, it just didn’t feel like it.
Calm the fuck down, dickhead, he repeated to himself.
Beginning with her feet, he slowly rubbed circles up her legs, to her thighs, then over her delectable mound. Circling her belly with extra care—he couldn’t wait for the bump to start showing—darting a look up to her face, a serene smile of contentment made her glow. Case was glad to be able to take care of her in that small way.
Seeing the wrinkles on her fingers, he gave her body a quick rinse, cupping water with his hands and spreading it all over her repeatedly. Reaching for the fluffy towel she liked to use, he stretched a hand out to help her up.
Thankfully, no words were needed through the whole process. He loved that about them, neither had the urge to fill in dead silences. They just were.
Scooping her into his arms, he carried her back to the bed. Sitting her on the edge, he dried off her feet and legs, moving up her body as he went. Patting her dry, he went to work on brushing her hair. She laid her head against his stomach, wrapping an arm around each of his thighs.
It was moments like this that he was grateful he’d been such an asshole to women before her. He’d always pushed them away, never ready to give them too much of himself. There were things he regretted saying or doing but nothing he wouldn’t do again if it meant this was his end game. Evelyn was everything he needed in a woman. Strong, caring, selfless. She happily put him in his place when he deserved it.
“Casey?” she called softly, rubbing her cheek against him.
“Yeah, Ev?”
“Am I really so unlovable?” A shiver of pain wracked her entire body.