“No, of course not. Trust me. When it comes to Christmas, nothing is too much.” He was starting to see that with his own plans.
He finished his food, and when Ava got to her feet, he took hold of her hands and pulled her in close. “No, you’re going to go and take a nice long bath. I’ll do the dishes.”
“Why don’t we put the dishes in soak, and you come up and join me?”
“Babe, I know you by now, and I’m not having these precious hands dealing with them first thing in the morning.”
It was bad enough that she always woke up before him. Hehadn’t been able to serve her breakfast in bed or even make her a mug of coffee. Ava was an early riser.
“Okay,” Ava said. She kissed him. “But don’t be long. I’ll be waiting for you.”
He kissed her hard and felt his cock thickening. It never took long for him to be aroused by his woman. She was fucking irresistible.
He watched her go, admiring the full cheeks of her ass as she disappeared around thecorner.
Smokey hated doing the dishes, but he also didn’t like the idea of Ava doing them when she woke up either. He carried them through to the kitchen and got startedon them. There weren’t a lot of dishes. He noticed whenever Ava was tired, she always did a pasta dish. Her food was always delicious.
Was she doing too much?
He didn’t want her to get ill or exhausted. Giving birth was not a picnic. It was fucking hardwork.
Pulling out his cell phone, he texted Harlow.
Smokey:Is Ava doing too much?
He pocketed his cell phone and was amazed when it buzzed less than a minute later. What was it with young people constantly on their cell phones?
VeganBrat:I won’t let her. I do everything, but she is always wanting to bake stuff for the club. She is a true mama bear.
Smokey sighed. He had tried to get her to stop worrying about feeding the club. Ava needed to take it easy.
Smokey:Don’t let her do too much. She needs her rest.
Vegan Brat:Tell her that. She’s my boss and I’m not going to get my ass fired. I’ll do everything I can. Tomorrow I’ll be bringing the turkeys. Kisses.
He glared at the phone.
Stupid kisses.
Harlow did that to get him to stop texting.
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Ava lay in the bath with anticipation, hoping Smokey would come to her. What she had to wonder was if he got the message of what she wanted.
The two of them, alone in the tub.
She nibbledon her lip as she glanced down at the bubbles. They covered her body, with just her shoulders, head, and feet out of the water. She’d pinned her hair back. It wasn’t too long as she hadn’t allowed it to grow back to its original length.
Whenever she did have an appointment with the hairdresser, Smokey kept asking her to cancel.
She didn’t.
Ava paused as she thought about Smokey.Raven had been the one to chop off her hair at his demand. Before she met Smokey, she used to have long hair, the kind that touched her ass with the length.
Did it upset him whenever she got it cut?
She hadn’t thought about it from Smokey’s perspective. Only from her own. Yes, part of her didn’t want the chance to go through that again. There was no denying that, but also, she happened to like having shorter hair. It was easier to style, at least for her, it was. Also, it made life easier when it came to working at the bakery.