Episode 13

Ilsa

“Ugh. Who would have ever thought it would be this hard to get out of bed?”

My husband Roman slid his arm around my expanding waist and pulled me flush to his hard body, pressing his lips against my shoulder. “Who said you had to get out of this bed?”

I sighed happily, interlacing our fingers together. “I mean, I have to get out of the bed. The designer is coming for the baby’s room in like an hour.”

His chuckle stirred the hair around my ear. “You can always tell him to fuck off.”

I turned in his arms, gazing at his handsome face. “No! Do you not realize how hard it was to get an appointment with him? He’s the premier designer on the island.”

Roman’s eyes sparkled with laughter as he pressed his lips to my forehead. “Fine, but you could just stay in bed with your obscenely gorgeous husband instead of some stuffy designer. Just think of the things I could do to you.”

My toes curled, my entire body flushing at the thought of what Roman did to me, and against my better judgment I r