Serenity and Zachary York novel Chapter 3926

Married At First Sight Chapter 3926-3930
Chapter 3926

Zachary pulled Serenity close, capturing her lips in a tender kiss. But one wasn’t enough. His hand gently pressed the back of her head as he deepened the kiss, pouring all his love and longing into the moment.
It had been a long time since they’d shared such intimacy. The doctor had warned them to abstain from sex during the months before and after conception, and Zachary had been meticulous about following the advice, unwilling to take any risks with the baby.
But now, with the restriction lifted, the temptation was undeniable.
Still, his self-restraint held firm.
Reluctantly breaking the kiss, Zachary leaned into her ear and whispered huskily, “When the baby’s here, I’m getting it all back—with interest.”
Serenity’s cheeks flushed a deep red, her heart racing. She swatted his chest lightly, her shyness only making her more endearing to him.
Her bashful expression stirred something fierce within Zachary, but he took a steadying breath and forced himself to step back. “I’ll go run you a bath,” he murmured, his voice softer now. “Take a soak and rest early, alright?”
Without waiting for her response, he disappeared into the bathroom.
Serenity watched him go, a small smile tugging at her lips.
A few minutes later, Zachary reemerged, carrying her favorite pajamas. “Do you want to wash your hair?” he asked, his concern evident. “I can help you if it’s too much.”
Serenity shook her head. “I just washed it last night. My mom used to say not to wash your hair every day or you’d get headaches when you’re older. I don’t know if that’s true, but I stick to every other day—especially in winter. Long hair and daily washing? No thanks.”
Zachary chuckled. “Fair enough. Tomorrow at noon, then. I’ll help you wash it.”
“It’s okay,” she said with a grin. “I’ll be fine skipping another day.”
He raised a brow, his gaze playful yet intense. “How about I help you now? Or maybe…” His voice dropped suggestively. “We could take a bath together.”
Serenity laughed, catching his drift immediately. “I wouldn’t mind a couple’s bath, but I’m afraid you’d be the one left exhausted,” she teased, her words carrying a double meaning.
Zachary blinked, momentarily speechless.
Smiling, Serenity reached for the pajamas in his hands. “I can handle it myself. You don’t need to freeze taking a cold bath in this weather just because of me.”
Although Wiltspoon’s winters weren’t harsh, the nights were still chilly. A cold bath wasn’t ideal for anyone.
Zachary watched her retreat into the bathroom, his eyes lingering with love and admiration. He sighed and sat down on the sofa, his phone buzzing incessantly beside him.
It was Tatum—again.
The screen was filled with over a dozen apology messages. Zachary rolled his eyes but couldn’t help smiling at his younger brother’s persistence. Finally, he sent a voice message:
“No need to keep apologizing. I’m not mad anymore. But let me warn you—don’t let this happen again. If it does, I won’t let it slide so easily next time.”
Tatum’s response came almost instantly, a hurried promise that he’d never mess up again.
Zachary smirked. He could almost picture his brother sweating bullets on the other end. It wasn’t hard to guess that Tatum had realized the seriousness of his blunder after some self-reflection. And knowing his brother, Tatum probably assumed Serenity had been the one to calm Zachary down.
Smart move, Zachary thought. When he comes back, he’d better cook a feast for Seren to make up for it.
The bathroom door creaked open, and Serenity emerged, her loose pajamas hanging comfortably over her growing belly.
Zachary was already at the door, waiting for her.
She glanced at him with a mixture of amusement and curiosity. “Why are you standing here?” she asked softly.
He stepped forward, gently adjusting her pajamas and brushing a strand of damp hair from her face. “You were in there for a while,” he said. “I got worried. If you hadn’t come out soon, I was ready to barge in and check on you.”
Serenity smiled at his concern. “The bath was so relaxing I didn’t want to leave. But I’m fine. You should go take your bath now—I’m heading to bed. It’s a little chilly out here.”
Before she could shiver, Zachary grabbed her coat from the nearby chair and draped it over her shoulders.
“Here,” he said, his voice warm. “Don’t catch a cold.”
Serenity tugged the coat tighter around her, her heart full as she looked up at him. “Thank you, Zachary.”
He leaned down, brushing a kiss to her temple. “Always, Seren.”
And with that, Serenity headed to bed, leaving Zachary to take care of himself—and maybe send Tatum a final warning for good measure.