Emily, who was busy munching on her food, noticed Alex staring at her out of the corner of her eyes. Her skin tingled when she remembered she was only in a bra top. She had long removed the pajamas they wore for her, but she pretended not to notice. Occasionally, Alex's eyes would go to her bulging belly and back to her face. She kept eating like she was the only one in the big dining room.
Aunt Michelle was just coming down the staircase to check on them but stopped when she saw the couple having a nice time. She went back to her room.
Several minutes later, with all the two courses of food and side dish food on the table almost demolished except for the grilled fish she loves the most.
“You don't want to eat the grilled fish?” Alex asked, baffled. This was her favorite.
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