Chapter 128

Clara Walton pouted as she looked up at Ethan Blackwood. He noticed right away, frowning slightly as he walked over. “What’s wrong?” “My legs are killing me… I think I’ve got a cramp,” Clara whined. And yep, it really did cramp up. Ever since she got pregnant, cramps had become a regular late-night guest. Usually, whenever one hit, Ethan would immediately get up and massage her calf without a word. Now, she'd just spoken up. Ethan was already crouching beside her, not caring that his trouser leg was soaked through or that the waves were slapping against him. His big hands started to gently knead her leg. Just the right pressure. “Ow, ow, that hurts!” Clara let out a dramatic yelp. “Try to relax.” Ethan’s voice was low and calm. Clara didn’t reply, but under that steady, firm pressure, the pain slowly faded away. She could finally stretch and move a little again. Ethan stood up, eyes fixed on her. There was a soft, indulgent look in his deep gaze. Clara caught that little indulgence and