Olivia
I let out a satisfied sigh as I fell back onto the pillows. Beside me, Nathan rolled over, his face covered in a slight sheen of sweat. The tropical night air from the open balcony doors floated across my flushed bare skin, cooling me off after our late-night romp.
A smirk drew across Nathan’s lips as he looked over at me. “You still with me, Liv?” he asked. His tone was playfully cocky.
“Barely,” I hummed, rolling over to press myself against him. “You should be more careful with a pregnant woman.”
Nathan chuckled, a low, inviting sound as his arm came around to lay across my hips. “Is that a complaint I detect?” he teased. His eyebrow quirked challengingly even as his fingers traced lovingly across my skin.
I nipped at his neck in retaliation, eliciting a sati
