Stevie spent most of the night carefully rearranging the kitchen, checking the doors and securing latches. The lock clicked on the front door and now being on high alert, she ran to the foyer to see what was going on. She heard a jingle then a force pushed the door from the outside. She backed away, her hands once again protecting the baby within her from whatever was behind that door.

"Steph!" Lindsey said, dropping his luggage on the floor at the sight of her. She began to cry and he took her into his arms. "Oh, sweet girl!"

"I don't want you to ever go anywhere again...I'm so scared..." she sobbed, he could feel her shaking

"Baby, what's going on? I knew I shouldn't have left you alone!" He held her as tightly as he could, trying to almost make her absorb the safety that he came with

"I...I can't talk..." She couldn't stop her crying, making herself heave she was working herself up so much.

"Calm down, angel. I'm sure if we could feel the baby, it would be going crazy right now."

"I know" she said.

"Have you been sleeping? Maybe you need rest."

"I can't, I can't go up there, or down here. There is something here, Linds. Last night I was going to swim and something pushed me into the pool and I know you think I'm crazy" She spoke quickly, hiccuping from her tears and Lindsey struggled to make sense of what she said.

"You fell into the pool?"

"No, Lindsey, pushed, I was..."

"Stevie, you need to be more careful!" he scolded. "I understand you want to be independent but we have worked so hard and so long to have a child and we can't risk anything happening."

"But I..."

"Let's go to bed. You look so tired." She was about to protest, to tell him all that happened but his eyes were so piercing and his decision was unwavering. She nodded, that was all she could do.

She'd got into bed and laid there, the persona that was coming from Lindsey was that he was almost angry with her, she scooted over to him and rested her hand on his chest

"Are you mad at me?" She asked and heard him sigh

"I'm mad that you aren't more careful, you make a silly decision, then when it back fires you blame it on fucking ghosts! I won't lose this child because you can't be sensible!" She was afraid of his tone so she backed away, curling over her own side of the bed, she'd hoped he'd comfort her and wrap his arms around her, but he never did.

She drifted off in tears, only to have him wake her up some time in the afternoon. The sun was streaming through the windows and her face felt tight from dried tears.

"Baby, I wanted to tell you how sorry I am. I shouldn't have said such hurtful things to you" Lindsey said, stroking her shoulder and giving her a gentle kiss on the exposed skin there. She turned over to look into his eyes. His eyes were sincere and she sat up. "I was just worried and I lost my temper..."

"It's okay." she said. "You're right. I'm being crazy and I need to be more careful. This baby means a lot to both of us and I need to protect them more."

"No honey, I'm not right." Lindsey sat up as well, looking into her red rimmed eyes. "If you believe something push you, I...I can't say that I won't believe you. If you think it happened, maybe it did. I worry about both of you and I love both of you so much. I know you're doing your best. I left you alone when I should have been caring for you. I'm sorry."

"Don't be." He leaned forward and kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes and soaked in the sensation. "So you're not mad at me?"

"I had no right. I should have asked you if you were okay instead of yelling at you. I know you would never do anything to jeopardize the pregnancy."

"Of course not. I love this baby so much already. I just feel like sometimes you love the baby more than you love me."

"W-what...?" He stuttered

"I feel like you love them more than me, and you only want me because I'm carrying your child..." she hadn't dared tell him her fear before

"Steph...oh my god no, please don't ever, ever think that! Even if we couldn't ever have children, I would still love you more than life itself, I married you because I fell in love with you, not because I saw a carrier for my offspring..." he told her sincerely

"Do you mean that?"

"I swear on my life, that I mean that!"

"You must think I'm absolutely insane" she said, the tears in her eyes now streaming down her cheeks. He wiped them away with his thumbs.

"No, I don't. I think your hormones are playing nasty tricks on you and you're very confused right now. It's my job as your husband and the father of our child to help you as much as I can. I love you and I need to make you feel that way, especially after your confession."

"I need to take you into the attic! I've seen stuff up there!" Lindsey had to breath so he didn't blow up that she'd been up there alone

"Alright, but today we rest, I'm looking after you today, I'll give you whatever your heart desires, baby!" He told her, she wanted to show him now but he was right, she needed to calm herself down, it wasn't just her that was affected by her stress now. She lay back down in bed, watching Lindsey cuddle in beside her. "Let me know when you're hungry and I can make you something." he said.

"Like now?" she asked, arching an eyebrow and he laughed.

"Yes, like now. What sounds good?"

"Anything and everything."

"Alright, then I guess it will be a surprise. You're going to need to keep your energy up."

"Oh yeah?" she asked.

"Uh-huh, because you're going to need it later. I've missed you and I want to show you just how much." He got up, kissing her lips softly then left the room to make her something to eat.

It wasn't long before he returned to her, carrying a tray of pancakes, pastries, little sandwiches, and a bowl of ice cream

"Oh my god, you're so good to me!" Her eyes lit up as she tucked in, he didn't expect her to eat it all but she burped as she polished off the last spoonful of ice cream

"Steph...baby, I want a healthy baby don't get me wrong, but I don't think we were quite aiming for the stay puff marshmallow man..." he burst into laughter, relieved when Stevie did the same

"You're going to be in big trouble later mister!" She seductively placed her two fingers in her mouth and sucked the ice cream off them that had fallen. He groaned, watching her and feeling a stirring in his boxers.

"Are you full now?"

"Mm-hmm" she said, looking into his eyes.

"Do you feel okay?" She nodded. "Are you tired?"

"Not anymore"

"Good." he said, putting the tray on the floor and gently pushing her to the bed. "Because now I'm starving...for you."

"Mmm, Linds!" she moaned as he pushed her long hair aside and began planting kisses all over her neck and chest. He cupped a breast in his hand, rubbing his thumb over her nipple until it became hard, showing through the silk of her nightie.

He played with her breasts until she could no longer stand the sensitivity, almost climaxing just from that

"Being pregnant does amazing things to your body!" He said in amazement

"Thank you, but how about you do amazing things to my body...before I do it myself..." she said as she trailed her fingers down the centre of her body and between her legs, Lindsey's mouth dropping open at the sight of what she was doing.

Lindsey watched for a moment as she stimulated herself, groping her own breast and biting her lip. Her fingers were suddenly pushed aside by Lindsey's and he worked his magic on her. She sighed and moaned, gasping for breath as he made her come once, then twice. He marveled at her body, pulling her nightie up to her bust. He massaged her breast through the scrunched material, leaning down to kiss between her breasts. She tilted her face upward and instinctively he moved to her lips, kissing her passionately as he freed himself from his boxers. He teased her with his hardened member, sliding it up and down her slick and sensitive folds. She writhed beneath him and he enjoyed the game. She reached down, growing impatient and guided him inside of her. He pushed gently, not wanting to hurt her. She hadn't had him in a few days and she was so tight and so wet. Her walls hugged him and he groaned erotically.

"My god...you don't know how many times I imagined this whilst I was away! I think I walked around with a permanent hard-on for the duration!" He said, suddenly growling when she made them flip over, him on his back as she sat up straddling him

"Well now I'm here, and you don't need to imagine it..." she said moving her hips up and down, pulling up then sitting down hard

"Fuck..." he groaned loudly, massaging his thumb against her clit as she suddenly started to convulse, her head rolling backwards as she clawed at her own throat.

"Three times...is that a record?" A dirty laugh escaped her throat as she came down from her high. She rode him hard, stimulating herself against him. She moved her fingers down to help and he pushed them aside, holding her hands. It was torture and she whimpered, begging for his assistance. "Want more?" She nodded vigorously, continuing to move her hips sensually over his. He released her hands after a few more excruciating moments and he moved his thumb down to stroke her once more.

"Oh my god...you're about to go for a forth..." she got out before another orgasm hit her

"Fuck you are so sexy!" He flipped them over and pounded into her with force, the angle he was hitting her felt amazing, causing her to cum for a fifth and final time, the way her muscles clamped around him caused his release as he emptied inside of her on a strangled cry "Fuck..."

Stevie lay there not being able to breathe she didn't know what happened, but she'd never orgasmed that much in her life, it was a completely new experience for her.

"Are you okay?" he asked, seeing her wince and grab her side as he rolled off her.

"I'm fine, I'm just...spent"

He chuckled, massaging the spot she was holding. "Was it good?"

"Oh, Lindsey, it was amazing!" she exclaimed, carefully rolling onto her side to kiss him.

"Have I redeemed myself?"

"Yes, yes you have. I love you."

"I love you too, angel. Wanna shower?" he asked.

"No, I want to stay in bed and cuddle."

"I think I can pencil you in." he said with a smirk.

"Mmm, can you?" she asked and he nodded. "Well, Mr. Big Shot, what if I made you an...offer?"

"Alright, I'm listening." She got onto her hands and knees and climbed over him. She kissed down his body and her head disappeared from his view. "What are you doing, Steph? Ahhhh..."

He heard her chuckle as he took some of her hair in his hand

"What the hell has taken over your body? Whatever it is, I fucking love it..." he groaned, his back arching high off the bed as he was worked up into a quick frenzy

"Oh my god..." He had no words whatsoever for the feelings that his wife was bringing out of him

"Steph, I'm close..." she mumbled around him that she knew before continuing, adding her hand to the equation

His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he gasped, feeling himself getting pushed further and further to the edge of his climax, he could practically kiss it.

"Are you going to...?" he asked, but before he could finish his sentence, he let go. She continued to bob up and down over him, licking him completely clean. He was breathless and drenched in sweat as she came back up to meet his face. "Jesus Christ you are some sort of sexual angel!"

She laughed. "I don't know about that."

"Well, I do." He sat up to hold her. He nuzzled his nose into his neck, inhaling the scent of her soft skin. She rested on his lap, glancing at the mirror opposite them, leaned up in the corner of the room. He kissed her shoulder and nipped at her skin. A woman appeared and covered her eyes, disappearing again. Stevie turned her face away, and holding Lindsey a little tighter.

"Don't go" Stevie whispered.

"I won't, baby" he told her. "I won't."