Night had already wrapped itself around the ranch when I returned to the cabin, after settling Chloe into the guest chalet. She had fallen in love with the place—literally, she spent ten minutes talking about the stars, the silence, the smell of nature. I just wanted to get back to my woman.
The cabin was lit only by a few candles scattered around the living room, creating dancing shadows on the wooden walls. I went up the stairs in silence, guided by the warm light escaping from the bedroom.
Alice was in bed.
Half-reclined against the pillows, she was applying lotion to her legs, her hands sliding slowly over her skin, her huge, round belly forming a mountain under the thin nightgown. Her blonde hair was loose, falling in waves over her shoulders. The candlelight caressed every curve,
