After getting married, she realized she wasn't happy in her position. The job wasn't supposed to last her long anyway, so she found herself looking for something that would make her happy. She and Jake talked about what she wanted to do.
She'd thought hard about it over the school year, and before summer began, she decided she wanted to teach. Jake backed her up every step of the way to make that possible. She looked, wanting to find the perfect place that would fit her.
Casey had landed her job pretty quickly at a community college that employed free thinking. Their motto wasIt's not wrong until you prove it. She liked that.
She'd been teaching three classes a year and found herself busy. The students enjoyed her classes, and she liked to always send them on hunts to get them to read more books.
She had been worried about keeping her job when the pregnancy progressed, but it was clear that wasn't a problem. The college was open to doing anything as long as her test scores stayed high.
She'd been thinking about bringing the baby to work and holding him. She looked forward to the different possibilities that she could do. She also knew that Jake would be home to help if she needed a break.
“Honey.” Jake knocked at her door. “It's a little late to be working.”
She looked over her shoulder at him, seeing he had just showered. He smelled amazing, and her stomach coiled up. The bonus of being pregnant was she got sex whenever she wanted it, and staring at her husband made her want it badly.
“I was just checking to make sure everything was in order for tomorrow. We have a test, and I wanted to make sure I had enough copies.” She shut her filing folder and turned to him.
He gave her a smile, walking into her office. He always looked a little different when he came in. She had decorated it in her style, and most of the house was. But they had agreed she would dial it down everywhere else as long as the office could be done in her own eclectic, bohemian taste.
“It's late,” he said once more. “Come on. We should get ready for bed.”
“What about the dishes?”
“I already did them.” He grabbed her hand, helping her up. “You need to get off your feet and rest. You're nearly six months pregnant, Casey.”
She didn't argue because he made a fair point. The farther her pregnancy progressed, the less she could do and the less she could be on her feet.
She wobbled her way down the hallway into their bedroom. The room itself was lined with windows that gave the room a beautiful view of the night sky.
The room consisted of a large canopy bed with matching bedside tables. A dresser and a large walk-in closet where they each had a wall for their clothes. She always laughed because they had the opposite taste.
The master bathroom had a large walk-in shower with a soaker tub. It also included another walk-in closet and two separate sinks.
“Do you want to shower?” he asked as he flicked the bedroom light on, flooding the room in a gentle glow.
Casey shook her head, not bothering. She preferred to shower in the morning when she got ready, and her mind was elsewhere at the moment. “No, but I could use a little help with something else.”
He chuckled at her, helping her to the bed. “Which is?”
“Getting off.”
She found that she stunned him often. Jake was never ready for her blunt comments about them doing it. She found it funny. Even more so since she always seemed to want it while she was pregnant. Her sex drive had definitely gone up.
“Are you sure?” he asked, giving her a quizzical look. “I don't want to hurt you, and you've wanted it for the past four nights.”
“Would I be asking if I didn't?”
He smiled at her, reaching forward and placing his hand on her face. “I don't want you thinking just because you’re my wife, you and I have to have sex often.”
“Thank you for that, but I assure you it's not that.” She grabbed his shirt, leaning him down toward her. “It's because I'm horny, and I want sex. Is it wrong for me to want my husband?”
He ran his thumb over her lower lip, staring at them. She felt a shiver roll over her spine, excited. “You are sexy, you know that?”
“And you're very handsome.”
He chuckled, running his hand down lower, leaving a trail of shivers as he went. His fingers grazed her throat and then down her chest before they landed on the hem of her shirt.
He pulled her shirt up, revealing her stomach. She inhaled, watching his eyes look at her belly lovingly. His palms rubbed her, making heat roll over her body.