In the faint glow of the alarm clock, I saw her. She had her back to me, but she was standing near the bookcase where my stereo component system was located, her hair almost the color of blood in the dim light, her legs pale. As I followed them up, I realized she was naked.
"Claire?" I yawned, struggling to a sitting position and hastily stuffing myself back into my pants.
"Shhhh!"
When she turned to face me, I thought I might just erupt all over again. She was beautifully naked, and she was the most sensual and gorgeous woman I had ever seen, pregnant or not.
"Please don't say anything," she begged, sitting on the edge of the bed by my feet. "You're a man, Alex. A man I feel so attracted to, and that's so unusual these days." She looked pointedly down at her belly, slowly running her
