Reborn as a Mom Chapter 83

Published at 23rd of January 2019 05:43:53 PM Chapter 83

Viv came out of the shower displaying his broad muscular chest and thin legs with just a towel wrapped around his waist . And another towel in his hands wiping his wet hair . Water drops slid from his neck to the chest painting a sexy picture .

Walking to Ira, he handed her the towel to ask her to wipe his hair for him .

Ira was sitting on the bed with an inconspicuous stare at the wall .

"What happened? Is something uncomfortable?" She was holding her stomach with a distressed look on her face .

She took his hand and placing it on her tummy . She just stared at his face .

Pressing her stomach with his hands her eyes fixed on his .

Puzzled over her actions Viv was lead on by Ira .

Soon she found a foolish comical smile on his face replacing the confusion his black eyes lit like fireworks .

He stroke her belly a bit and laughed . "Was that our babies? I felt it . "

"Is that a kick?"

"I felt some flutters this week like popcorns popping out . I knew it was not gas, but I felt the kick for the first time a moment ago . " she said, placing a hand on her lips in awe .

Laying her on the bed, Viv exposed her tummy to feel it skin to skin . Kissing it, Touching it lovingly, he waited for a while, but there were no more .

"Hey, kids I know you are in there?" Viv exclaimed in glee . With joy was some anxiousness .

"Does it hurt?" he asked .

"No, of course not . " She smiled a foolishly too .

Ira buried his head in his chest and breathed in the refreshing smell of his body . She leaned on his chest listening to his heartbeat, which stabilized his emotions, made her feel relaxed .

"Ira you gave me the best anniversary gift," Viv whispered inner ear .

The baby kick indicated that there was a life inside — a healthy kicking baby who is developing well .

A playful kick reminding her that she is never alone .

She rolled from the bed, picked up the towel that was on the ground and a hair dryer from the drawer, she reached out to dry his hair . His hair was still wet . Sleeping with wet hair in this cold weather would easily make him sick .

It has also become an everday habit to help Viv dry his hair . He loved her hands brushing his hair .

Viv sat on the ground while she was sitting on the edge of the bed .

Her delicate fingers were combing his black hair . He still had the smell of shower gel . When they were dry, she pressed the tip of her nose in his air, inhaling the scent . Leaning and placing her head on his shoulders she said softly:

"Viv, I like you" Brushing his hair he added "I like you more with each passing day, every day is more than a day before . I don't know if this is love, but I don't want to separate from you . I want to hold you firmly in my life . I am scared of losing you . "

Finally, she said her thoughts out loud . When Viv confessed his love for her, she eagerly wanted to reply 'Me Too' but having missed that simple opportunity she didn't dare to say it .

Love You .

She still hasn't said that directly to him . For Ira to express love is a huge challenge . But she Loves him that is a fact expressed from just her loving gaze . Whenever she looks at him and smiles, that's an expression of love . . . Isn't it?

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