The next morning, Lavinia was roused from her deep slumber by the gentle press of Karl's lips against her own. "Sweetheart, wake up," he murmured in a low, husky tone laced with affection.Lavinia responded with a contented hum, her eyes still closed as she instinctively pulled herself closer into the warmth of his bare chest. She nuzzled her face against the sculpted planes, inhaling the comforting, familiar scent of her husband's skin."Come on, sleepyhead, it's getting late. It's already noon," Karl chuckled, trailing a series of light kisses along her jawline in an attempt to further coax her from the clutches of sleep.Lavinia let out a muffled grumble of protest, burrowing deeper into the cocoon of sheets and blankets they were tangled in. The idea of leaving this cozy sanctuary, of facing the world outside after the heat of the previous night, was wholly unappealing. But she knew her husband was right - they couldn't simply remain in bed all day, tempting as the thought was.
“I can certainly manage to dress myself, my love. I’m not a helpless child you know,” Lavinia remarked with gentle humor and mild rebuke. Karl’s response was an adoring smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes. He let out a soft sigh of pure affection when he carefully selected a delicate piece of black lingerie from her closet. “Oh, I’m well aware that you’re not a child, my dearest,” he replied easily. “But perhaps you’ll always be my cherished, slightly spoiled girl in my eyes. Is it so wrong for a doting husband to wish to assist his beautiful wife in getting ready for the day?” His words tenderly held a note of profound fondness and devotion. Lavinia maintained her stance with the plush bathrobe cinched neatly around her waist and one hand resting playfully on her cocked hip. “Yes, I suppose you make a fair point,” she conceded with a small shake of her head. “But Karl…it’s still a bit embarrassing when you try to help me dress, you know?” Her voice trembled ever-so-s
Mr. Carlon let a soft exhalation that seemed to release any lingering tension before his expression softened again. "Your happiness is all we've ever wanted for you, Lavinia," he said simply. "If this man, if Karl, is the one who can bring that happiness into your life and your heart...then we will not object to your choice. But Karl..." He fixed the younger man with an inscrutable look, letting the weight of his next words hang in the air between them. "Remember the promise you've made here today. Do not forget it. Do not take my daughter's heart for granted ever again." Karl nodded seriously. Then he brought Lavinia's hand to his lips and brushed a featherlight kiss across her knuckles. "You have my word, sir," he vowed in a voice that was low and thick with conviction. "I will make your daughter the happiest person in this world. Lavinia is my everything, and I will not squander this second chance I've been given to make things right. This I swear to you." A soft smile c
The two women continued to trade playful jabs and teasing remarks, their laughter and delighted giggles ringing out in peals as they caught up on the recent developments in both of their romantic lives. By the time they rejoined the family downstairs for the evening meal, Lavinia's face was positively glowing with happiness and contentment.Much later that night, after returning home from her family's gathering, Lavinia lay nestled in the protective circle of Karl's arms as they lounged in bed together. Her gaze was fixed intently on the tablet balanced on her bent knees, watching his fingers deftly swiping through a series of images depicting potential new homes for them to move into."We really should decide on a place soon," Karl mused aloud, carefully studying each listing. "Especially with our honeymoon trip coming up in just a few short weeks."His casual mention of the word 'honeymoon' caught Lavinia momentarily off-guard. Her brow furrowing slightly, she tore her eyes
Lavinia and Karl stood hand in hand while surveying the last of the many houses they had visited that day. This one was different though. It seemed to leap straight out of Lavinia's dreams. It was a majestic stone manor nestled beside a tranquil river, with a lush evergreen forest standing guard in the background. "What do you think of this one, babe?" Karl asked.He placed his arms around her waist from behind and the two of them looked at each other with adoring smiles as they took in the expansive, landscaped gardens that unfolded in front of them.Lavinia's eyes sparkled when she absorbed every detail of the house. “Oh Karl, this isn't just a house, it's a palace straight from my dreams. It's almost surreal in its breathtaking beauty," she exclaimed. Karl’s response was a warm, enveloping hug. "I'm so glad it's to your liking, darling. We'll just need to make a few customizations here and there, and it will be ready for us to move into after our honeymoon."…The morning
Lavinia watched anxiously from her corner of the pool. She tried to spot him but was unsuccessful in her search until he suddenly resurfaced next to her, trapping her against the pool wall."What do you think now?" Karl asked with a mischievous grin.Lavinia flashed him a nervous smile. She tried to wriggle away from him but found herself trapped between his muscular arms. "No backing out now, we had a deal," he teased."You're a cheat! We didn't agree on hide and seek during our game." Lavinia argued. However, she eventually gave in when Karl swiftly unclasped her bikini top. Lavinia shuddered at the coldness of his fingers on her skin but did not resist. She simply enjoyed indulging him the same way he enjoyed indulging her. Her top floated away to the side while he eagerly explored her body with gentle nips and bites. The morning took on an entirely new meaning as the duo lost themselves in each other.…Later that evening, Karl and Lavinia strolled hand-in-hand alon
Soon after that, Karl and Lavinia sat cuddled together on the deck of a luxurious private yacht, gently swaying with the rhythmic motions of the inky black waves. An utterly serene quiet blanketed them while they gazed out over the vast, tranquil ocean.The stillness was finally broken by Lavinia who turned to look at Karl. "Hey...I want to go swimming," she said impishly. Karl's eyebrows shot up in surprise at her spontaneous suggestion. "Now? In the middle of the night like this?" "Yeah, right now!" Lavinia laughed, feeling deliciously giddy and reckless. She nodded towards the waves with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I love the idea of a midnight swim under the stars. But uhh...I didn't exactly think to bring my swimsuit for this little boating excursion of yours." Karl threw his head back with an amused chuckle, utterly endeared by her adventurous spirit. "You're crazy, you know that?" He grinned easily, already starting to unbutton his shirt teasingly. "But who needs a
Lavinia woke up feeling deliciously sore all over her body the next morning as a result of her passionate night with Karl. She stretched languidly, reveling in the pleasant ache of well-used muscles. A lazy smile curved her lips when flashes of memory from their midnight swim and lovemaking danced through her mind."Karl?" she called, patting the rumpled sheets beside her in search of her husband's warm body. But her hand met only cool fabric. It seemed he had already woken up earlier than her.Lavinia forced herself to sit up before blinking around their hotel suite. No sign of Karl anywhere. With a soft huff, she slipped out of bed, snagging Karl's discarded dress shirt from the night before off the floor and shrugging it on over her nude form. She padded into the bathroom, splashing some cool water on her face to help chase away the last tendrils of sleepiness. After taming her wild bedhead, she headed out in search of her missing husband.The morning sun had cast a warm, golde
When they finally broke apart, he maintained a feigned frown. “Is that all we’re going to do?” he asked gruffly.Lavinia giggled at his attitude. "You're being ridiculous."Before he could retort, she carefully lifted Jan from his arms and settled onto the couch, preparing to nurse the hungry infant. She pulled out her breast from under her light shirt and guided the baby's mouth to her nipple so he could contentedly suckle.Karl watched them for a moment with a complicated mix of tenderness and jealousy. "I think we need to start weaning him off breastfeeding soon so he can drink regular milk," he commented.Lavinia just rolled her eyes at him. She was long used to hearing this complaint from her husband. "Are you seriously jealous of your own child? He's still so young, I can't just stop breastfeeding him like that," she sighed.Karl turned his gaze away, feeling unreasonably envious of the peaceful intimacy between mother and child. He tried to push the feeling aside.“Finally, he's
No sooner were the words out of her mouth than a piercing scream tore from her throat. “Aaaaaggghhhh! It hurts so bad! Karl, help me, please!” She clutched at him wildly.Karl was at a complete loss, watching his wife suffer so terribly.All he could do was hold her and try in vain to comfort her. "I'm here, I'm here...you're doing amazing, just keep breathing..."The medical team burst into the room in a flurry of chaos at the sound of Lavinia's screams. They swiftly but gently transferred her to the bed with the doctor taking charge."Okay Lavinia, you're fully dilated. It's time to start pushing on the next contraction," she instructed."No no no, I can't...I can't do it!" Lavinia shook her head even when the next contraction seized her body.Karl stroked her damp hair back. "Yes you can, baby. You're the strongest person I know. Just focus on me and push, I'm right here..."With a guttural, almost primal scream, Lavinia bore down hard. Her face turned beet red from the exertion."I
~Time flew by in a blur~"I am very nervous," Lavinia confessed while fidgeting with the hem of her maternity dress.The swell of her belly was now undeniable. It was a constant reminder of the life growing within her.Karl reached out, taking her hand in his and giving it a gentle squeeze. "It's okay, everything will be fine. No need to stress," he reassured her before turning his attention towards the doctor in anticipation.The doctor was getting ready to deliver the news that everyone had been waiting for."Here we go. Are you both ready to find out the gender of your little one?" the doctor asked.Lavinia and Karl nodded eagerly. They had discussed this moment countless times while imagining the different scenarios that could unfold.The doctor smiled. “Congratulations, you will have a son."Karl's face lit up with joy, "Did you hear that, my love? We're going to have a little boy, a little Sulivan who will look just like you," he exclaimed.Lavinia's smile mirrored his happiness.
Now that he was fully awake and alert, Karl pushed himself up on one elbow to study her expression. “Are you in pain?” he asked urgently, his mind instantly leaping to worst-case scenarios about her and their unborn child’s wellbeing.But Lavinia was quick to ease his fears, offering him a small, almost embarrassed smile. "No, no, it's not that at all," she reassured him before pausing momentarily. "I...well, I have a craving. For oranges."The tension seeped out of Karl's shoulders after registering her words. He let out a quiet chuckle of relief.He reached out and gently caressed her cheek. "Oranges? At this hour?" he teased. "You do realize it's well past midnight, and we're not exactly in peak orange season right now."Lavinia's expression fell into a mild pout. The desire for those oranges seemed so strong, so urgent in that moment, even if she understood the unlikelihood of finding any at this late hour.Sensing her letdown, Karl quickly backtracked. "But don't worry, my love. I
It was truly a night to remember.Andre and Rosie found themselves in the quiet of their hotel room, where they were able to spend some quality time together.While Andre's hands were softly put next to Rosie's head against the door as he gazed into her eyes intensely."What are you doing?" Rosie's voice trembled."Why are you so tense? Are you afraid?" Andre asked before caressing her cheeks tenderly.Rosie offered him a smile and shook her head. "I'm not... I just...""Don’t be nervous, just let yourself go. I'll never hurt you, my love. Everything will be fine, trust me," Andre reassured her.Rosie battled to restrain her reactions as he moved in and pressed soft kisses along her neck. She bit her lip in an attempt to suppress her moans."I love you, Rosie, you know that," Andre murmured.Rosie nodded. "I know, my love, and I love you too," she managed to say before their lips met in a tender kiss.Andre carefully lifted Rosie in his arms before carrying her to the bed. He gently s
Karl’s grin broadened at her words and he drew the quilt over them both before they welcomed dreamland together.The next day, Lavinia was standing in the middle of the dressing room, clad in just her underwear, angling her body towards the full-length mirror. With a small smile, she ran her hands over the gentle swell of her baby bump, admiring the changes pregnancy was bringing to her figure.She grabbed her phone and started snapping a series of photos from various angles in an attempt to document this special journey.The bathroom door opened and Karl stepped in, fresh from the shower with a towel slung low around his hips.He raised an eyebrow at his wife's actions. "Uh, what're you doing there, babe?"Lavinia glanced over her shoulder with a smile. "I'm taking belly pics! Wanna get in on this?" She motioned for him to join her. "I want to have photos documenting my whole pregnancy so we can look back on it."Without hesitation, Karl crossed the room and wrapped his arms snugly ar
“Is my husband still angry with me?” she murmured.She could feel the scorching heat of his body through the thin silk of her negligee and smell the warm, musky scent of his skin. It made her head spin with a dizzying rush of want.Before Karl could respond, Lavinia closed the scant distance between them and captured his lips in a deep, hungry kiss.For a long, heated moment he seemed to melt against her. His mouth moved in tandem with hers as one of his hands slid up to fist in her hair.A low rumbling groan of pure masculine appreciation vibrated against her lips and it made her shiver with delight.Then, all at once, Karl seemed to come to his senses. He tore his mouth away from hers with a harsh curse. His hands quickly dropped away from her as if she had scorched him."Dammit, Lavinia," he growled.There was an unmistakable bulge tenting the front of his pajama pants. "Don't do this, not tonight. I'm serious."Lavinia felt her heart plummet at the rejection. "But Karl--""No buts.
Lavinia felt her stomach twist itself into an anxious knot when the realization struck her. Karl must have retreated upstairs to their bedroom, no doubt seeking the solitude and space his anger and hurt seemed to demand.She wavered in the doorway for a long moment, chewing nervously on her lower lip while weighing her options.Part of her wanted nothing more than to leave him be, to give him the time and distance he so clearly needed to process whatever emotions were raging inside him over the disastrous misunderstanding.Another, deeper part of her, however, knew that putting off a reconciliation would only breed more resentment and pain between them.No, better to bite the bullet and face the awkwardness head-on no matter how painful it might be.Drawing a fortifying breath, Lavinia finally turned on her heel and slowly headed for the stairs.By the time she reached the bedroom door, her heart was pounding a staccato rhythm against her ribcage. She could hear the muffled sounds of
Martin gestured grandly at the table laden with boxes of crispy fried chicken, mounds of buttery mashed potatoes, biscuits, and other picnic fare. “We were talking about food, you nutters! This glorious chicken, to be exact.”The revelation hit the women like a ton of bricks.Rosie’s face flushed a brilliant crimson, slowly lowering the rolling pin, suddenly feeling very foolish.“We…we thought…” She stammered, unable to meet anyone’s eyes when the weight of their overreaction crashed down on her shoulders. “Oh god, I’m so sorry.”Talia scoffed loudly. “Wow? After our whole dramatic scene?” She shook her head in disbelief, but carefully set the skillet down.Andre stepped forward. “It’s okay, really. I can totally see how it sounded out of context.” He shrugged. “But we were just a bunch of guys enjoying some food and…well, guy talk. That’s all.”Lavinia forced an awkward laugh while pressing a hand to her reddened face as the absurdity of the situation fully registered.“Chicken…we re