#Chapter 87-Who’s The Mom?

With the both of us floating on air after the baby appointment, Derek brings me back to his apartment. For the first time in our relationship, we move toward the bedroom. I can’t help but be nervous. I haven’t slept with too many people outside of Ryan in my adulthood. And being in my second trimester doesn’t exactly make me feel sexy. Derek leans down to kiss me but stops abruptly. “What’s wrong?” I feel my cheeks warm. “Nothing.” “Esme, I can read your face better than any book. You’re panicking about something. What?” I push some blonde hair behind my ears. “I just…don’t know how sexy you’ll find me at this point in my pregnancy.” The taller man moves his hand to my cheek. I can’t help but fall into his touch with utter ease. “I can promise you that you are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. I don’t care how pregnant you are. I’ve been wanting this moment with you for a long time.” My heart rate increases frantically, and standing on my toes, I reach up and take