Third Trimester

Her head was propped up on the arm of the couch, her feet resting in his lap as he massaged them. She closed her eyes blissfully, moaning as his hands ran smoothly over her swollen skin.

"God, that feels amazing, Tom," she sighed, scratching the broad side of her belly. "They're so sore."

"They're huge, it's crazy," Tom said, as if in amazement, with a laugh. "Have you seen them?"

"Please, I can't see anything below me anymore," she said. "I can't even see what you're doing. Hold one up for me, let me see."

He smirked and lifted one of her feet into the air delicately. He grabbed her ankle and rubbed it between his thumb and fingers. He stole a kiss to the side of her calf as she furrowed her brow.

"Ugh, put it away," she murmured, shooing it away with her hand.

He laughed and eased it back onto the cushion in his lap, continuing the massage over her joints and finally running his hands over her calves slowly.

She flung an arm over her eyes. "I'm huge all over. Everywhere. Expanding and swelling —"

"Shut up, you're pretty."

"I'm blowing up."

"I'll do this everyday if I have to," Tom said with a smile, turning to curl up next to her on the couch.

"Do what?"

"Tell you how pretty you are and how great you look all the time," Tom shrugged, fitting his arm across her. "Tell you how gorgeous I think you are." He smiled suggestively and she scoffed.

"Oh, you're too good to me," she sighed heavily. "And just stupid to think you can fit next to me on the couch."

She yelped and laughed as he tried to fit into the space at her side, nearly pushing her off.

"Tom!"

"We'll make it work, somehow — here," he laughed as he moved some more, grabbing her hips to steady her on the couch. "Hold on."

She shook her head in a fit of giggles. "It's not worth it. I'm supposed to be comfortable, damnit. I'm too fat for this."

He waved his hands. "Nope. Nope." He sat up and tried to scoop her, ultimately pulling her up and into his lap. "There. Perfect."

"Let me know when you lose the feeling in your legs."

He pushed his nose into the crook of her neck and grinned. He kissed her there quickly, and continued. "This couch is a good size, you're just a whiner."

She twisted her head around to look at him, pressing her lips against his lightly. "You get all kinds of husband points."

He moved his face further into her warm skin, smiling broadly.