Clara gently stroked his back, her voice laced with confusion. "Ian, did Dad say something to you?"
Ian quickly shook his head. "No, it's just... I suddenly got scared you might leave me."
"Why would I? Our baby is about to arrive, and I'm counting on you to bring home the bacon for the little one. Come on, stop worrying your head. You've been under a lot of stress lately. Why don't you go out and have a beer with the guys tonight?"
With a tender touch, Clara massaged Ian's cheeks, and then, rising on her tiptoes, she planted a kiss on his face. "Feeling better now?" she asked with a smile.
Ian wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close, his deep, dark eyes swirling with undisguised emotion. His warm lips gently brushed against Clara's cheek as he murmured in a hoarse voice, "As long as I have you, I have nothing to fear."
Without another word, he leaned down and captured her soft lips in a deep, passionate kiss. They stood on the lawn, bathed in the radiant midday sun, lost in each other.
Ian let go of all his worries, fully indulging in the joy of holding Clara in his arms. The kiss grew more fervent, and he found himself not wanting to let go. Eventually, it was Clara who had to put a stop to it.
"Ian, that's enough... I can't take it," she protested gently.
Ian, with a teasing smile playing on his lips, caressed her now-flushed lips. "Overwhelmed by just a kiss? Mrs. Hayes, your desires are quite strong. Have I not been working hard enough lately?"
Leaning in close, he whispered in her ear, nibbling gently, "How about after the guests leave, I fulfill all your wishes?"
Clara's cheeks turned scarlet as she playfully punched his chest. "Stop talking nonsense; our guests are waiting for us."
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