Chapter 20

Michael's POV

I took a huge sip out of the glass before placing it on the counter. In nothing but my underwear I walked back into the living room, where I left my sleeping wife, naked with a blanket tangled around her body.

A smile appeared on my lips at the sight of her. We were watching a movie but it ended up to be the background noise to one of our love-making-sessions.

Next to her, I sat down at the couch and placed my hand on her baby bump, carefully caressing it. I leaned over and placed a kiss on her stomach.

"I can't wait to meet you, I love you" I whispered to her stomach when Maeve's stomach suddenly vibrated just for a short second. Then again.

Fear overcome me as I realized my mistake. The kicking of the baby might wake Maeve up and I don't have the energy to deal with a grumpy pregnant lady right now, so I started humming the melody I usually hum for Maeve when she can't sleep and after a short amount of time the kicking stopped.

Jared's POV

My eyes watched as Michael lifted his sleeping wife off the couch. A thin blanket wrapped around her body, barely covering the important parts. As it slipped a little, revealing one of her naked breasts, I couldn't help but smile.

It's not my first time seeing her body like this. These past few months I found myself more and more spying on her. I figured that Maeve and Michael are very spontaneous in their sex life and like to have an intimate session in the kitchen or the living room, which is good for me since they can't be bothered to close the curtains.

I mean, why would they? Normally no one would be near the house at this late hour and it's not like they have any neighbors or someone who could see them. I wouldn't want to close the curtains with a girl like Maeve either. I would want for others to see her the way I do. Her purity. The way her head falls back with her mouth wide open and eyes shut when her peak is building and just before her climax she would slam their heads together as if she needed his breath in order to give herself in to him completely.

From what I saw, Michael enjoyed playing her, he definitely was the dominant one in this relationship, the one that leads where it's going. He did enjoy watching her being pleasured just as much as I did.

The sight of his hands down in her pants or up her skirt in a very discreet way is something that occurred more and more now that Maeve's pregnant.

I once heard him telling her to keep as quiet as possible while his hand moved up her bare leg. It wasn't long ago on a beautiful sunny day and while Nicolas took his nap, Maeve and Michael sat outside at the patio, both reading a book. Maeve had her feet in Michael's lap and an iced drink in front of her at the table. I remember her eyes went wide as Michael's fingers got lost in between her thighs. Unfortunately I couldn't see what he was doing, I was too far away, hiding out of their sight.

She quickly grabbed her sunglasses off the table, putting them on, pretending to sunbath with her head falling back, mouth slightly opened. I remember they way she grabbed the armrest, her fingers wrapped tightly around it until her head looked up again. Michael watched her closely the whole time, enjoying while a smirk plastered his lips. While she was catching her breath, Michael started licking his fingers before she got up with Michael following her soon after and I could only imagine what they did inside.

When the light in the living room went off and Maeve was out of my sight, I sighed before turning around to complete my nightly safety check before returning to the office.

"What took you so long?" One of my colleagues asked as I walked inside.

"I thought I saw someone but it turned out to be a cat" I answered coldly, not paying too much attention as I sat down at my desk, opening the locked drawer with my key.

"You really should get your eyes checked! Last time you saw a bird, this time it's a cat" another man joined our conversation, while laughing.

"Oh shut up! I'm doing my job thoroughly!"

They laughed before minding their own business again.

As I got the folder out of the drawer I placed it on my desk and opened it to find a picture of Maeve smiling at me.

The folder kept all the relevant information we needed to know about her, for emergencies of course. The folder held information about her, such as full name, date of birth or also medical data, her blood type and every operation she's had in her life.

When I started working here nearly a year ago, I didn't care about her at all but when I got to know her I learnt that she's extremely nice and caring.

There was this one time when she stopped by to bring me some cake, she tried a new recipe and wanted to know what others thought. Well she brought it for everyone to try but she handed me the first piece.

She'd sometimes come to the office to just talk. Not always with me but I do feel her eyes on me every now and then.

And sometimes I meet her on my nightly route when she sits outside, reading and we have tea together...

I swear, one day she'll be mine.