Hannah
“Is this... a s*x contract?” Noah lifted his gaze, looking up at me with a hint of amusement behind his eyes.
I swallowed hard and looked away. “Yes.”
“Why…?”
“I’ve been thinking about what you said, about the need for regular... release during pregnancy,” I explained. “And I believe you might be right about its benefits for my health.”
I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks as Noah continued to stare amusedly at me, but I forced myself to maintain a neutral expression. I clasped my hands behind my back to hide the fact that they were trembling slightly, although I knew he could tell. He could always tell.
“I’m willing to give such an arrangement a shot for our baby’s health,” I continued with surprising calmness. “But I want to lay down some ground rules
