“Eleven”
Boon's POV
Mmm... Smell of freshly picked roses.
It's been two months since Ram started bringing flowers to me again. I was very sensitive to the other smells at my first trimester. And only his scent could calm me down.
I felt a smooth petal brush against my face. Is he teasing me? A new kind of wake up call? He must have reset my 6 o'clock daily alarm so I would wake up to this instead. Nice move, baby.
Mmm. Morning s*x call, I see. I'll just keep my eyes closed still. Let him do as he pleases.
Ram started to remove my sleeping shirt's buttons. Slowly. Carefully. When he reached the bottom one, I felt his hand open my shirt wider. And he dropped rose petals on my chest and belly. I smiled, eyes still closed.
I felt my husband's lips on my five month baby bump. "You're
