Anna knocked on the door to the big cabin, her mind straying from what was in front of her. She held the food to her chest, the warmth seeping through her clothes and momentarily keeping her grounded.
She heard slow, muted footsteps approach the door and Anna trued her best to smile in preparation but her lips just weren’t cooperating.
The door opened with a click.
“Anna!” Joy exclaimed happily, her cheeks were flushed red and her face was covered in sweat, brows furrowed with strain.
She wore a bra top and pants that were barely on her waist, her stomach was exposed and equally sweaty.
It wasn’t even hot out.
Anna gasped and quickly held on to the woman in support and slowly walked into the house with her, shutting the door behind them.
Joy had really gotten bigger, Marcus wasn’t
