“Molly, I saw you naked last night,” Devil retorted instantly with a deep laugh, rolling his eyes at her. “I loved your body then, and I’ll love it now.”
“No, what you saw was a naked shadow last night. I made sure to turn the lights off before I changed into my nightgown. The body you’ve been loving is a dim memory that your mind is recalling. In fact, I know you’ve only seen blurry naked shadows of me since before Devylynn was born. I’ve made sure of it,” Molly continued, trying to ignore how good it felt as Devil massaged her hips with his thumbs and not let her mind wander to how wonderful it would feel to let him rub something else. “I’ve been real careful about not letting you see me without my clothes since the baby got here. Especially in the daylight or under fluorescent lighting,” she explained, gesturing at the light fixtures above their heads. “My body was never exactly model-worthy, but now….”
“Whoa!” Devil interrupted on a low roar. “Molly….”
“Just let me get through this, Devil,” Molly ordered, putting her hands against her husband’s chest. “My body isn’t going to be what you remember, honey. It’s….bigger…mushier.”
“Mushier,” Devil repeated incredulously. “Are you insane?” he asked in exasperation.
“No, I’m not. Just listen. I need to prepare you for what you’re gonna see, Dev,” Molly huffed, growing irritated at him and his interruptions.
“I already know what I’m going to see,” Devil replied, growing impatient as he moved his hands to the tied knot at her waist. There was only one way he could put her baseless fears to rest and the first step was removing the robe that was in his way.
“Stop that,” Molly demanded, batting away his hands. “Devil, I don’t look the way you remember me! Just let me dim the lights and….”
Quickly backing her against the mirrored wall, Devil pressed his body against hers, effectively cutting off any hope of escape she might have harbored. Anchoring her still squirming body with his torso, he shook his head. “Settle down, Spitfire, and listen to me,” he urged warmly against her cheek.
“Dammit, Devil,” Molly complained even as her traitorous body began to soften against his. “If you’d only just hear me out…”
“Shhhh,” Devil hushed her, as one persistent hand slipped between them to untangle the knot at her belly, “I don’t need to hear anything else, babe. You’re scared. I get that, but it’s unfounded, Molly.”
“Is not,” Molly mumbled, dropping her head against his shoulder as she felt his nimble fingers divesting her of her security covering. Well, hell! That wasn’t supposed to happen so quickly, was it?
“Molly,” Devil began insistently, “It’s an established impossibility for my body NOT to want yours. The sun will always rise in the east and set in the west. Water will always freeze at 32 degree Fahrenheit. And my cock will always think its home is in your pussy. Some things, my sweet angel, are just facts set in stone. I am completely incapable of not wanting you!”
“But,” Molly tried to cut into his diatribe.
“No, sweetheart. I’m talking now,” he denied sternly. “You know what I want? I want you to tell whatever fucked up voice in your head is talking that your husband thinks you’re fuckin’ perfect. You could weigh three hundred pounds, have a tail, goiter, AND hunchback, walk with a limp, and have a severe stuttering problem, and I would STILL want you. You wanna know why?”
Blinking back tears, Molly swallowed hard. “Why?” she whispered, her voice thin and fragile.
“Because you possess the missing piece to my heart. You are the only woman in existence that fits me….right down to my goddamn soul, babe. Now, is that clear enough for you?”
Sniffling, Molly tried to still her wobbly chin. “Yeah. It’s clear.”
“You sure? Because if you don’t believe what I’m sayin’, sweetheart, that means I’m not doing my job as your husband. So, I’ll ask one more time. We clear?”
“Very clear,” Molly agreed with a voice trembling with emotion, a shaky smile creeping over her lips.
“Fuckin’ perfect,” Devil groaned appreciatively, sliding one side of the robe over Molly’s shoulder. “Then, let me see the body that belongs as much to me as it does to you. And for God’s sake, give me that mouth, woman,” he ordered harshly an instant before his lips claimed hers in a deep, consuming kiss.