He stroked her small bump. “It’s too cold when the air-conditioning is on, and hot when it’s not. Sleep. We’ll go home tomorrow morning.”
She snuggled against his chest. “I can’t sleep. I’ve already slept. I’ve bought all of the jewelry for the wedding, and I’m already exhausted from walking around. You hid away at home instead of coming along. I’m upset.”
He planted a kiss on her cheek. “I wasn’t hiding away at home. I went to the office. Really. How can I relax when you’re not around? I simply can’t.”
She smiled foolishly, then drew circles around his chest out of boredom. Her teasing piqued his loins. “Don’t touch me, or I won’t be able to stand it. It’s been so long. I don’t even know how I’ve managed to hold myself back…”
She deliberately continued teasing him. “Then don’t. It’s been so long. You must have broken your record, your record of abstinence, ever since you’ve reached adulthood. Haha…”
He really wanted to climb on top of her and do whatever he wanted to her, but he was afraid that Summer would suddenly knock on the door. Hence, he did not dare make too much noise. “That’s enough from you. Go to sleep. I can hold on for a few more months. We won’t have any more kids after this one. It’s too torturous.”
Tiffany remembered that he had snuck off to speak to the doctor in private after her last prenatal examination and smiled wickedly as she asked, “Did you sneakily ask the doctor a question during my last check-up? What did the doctor say?”
Jackson’s resolve slowly waned. “The doctor said… We can do it after three months…”
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