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averred, “Then how ‘bout you explain what has you looking like a trapped
cat in a roomful of rocking chairs.  And don’t tell me I’m imagining it because
we both know that I’m not,” he added, moving his hands to cradle her hips as
she opened her mouth to speak. 
     
    Scowling
because he knew her entirely too well, Molly blew out a frustrated breath. 
“Fine!  I’ll tell you.  I am nervous.  In fact, I’m jumpy as all hell.  Devil,
you haven’t seen me naked in a really, long time.”
     
    “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