He kissed her on the cheek and took his son from her, looking down at the peacefully sleeping baby. “I cut the meeting short.” He put the baby in the cot and pulled the blanket over him.

She came over and hugged him from behind. “How long were you there?”

“Don’t worry, I did not hear the part about my birthday.” He had turned to face her and a grin split his face.

“Very funny,” she told him darkly.

“Okay, baby, let’s leave our son to get his beauty sleep.”

She undressed him as soon as they reached their suite. She had started working as his assistant and had found the role hectic but very exciting, something she had never done before. He was demanding but fair and completely professional. Sheryl was finding her footing as her secretary and getting along well with the rest of the staff. She had not stopped telling her thanks.

“How about a long hot bath the two of us?” she asked him as her hands wandered down his body slowly.

“Sounds good,” he murmured. She squealed a little bit as he lifted her into his arms and carried her into the bathroom. He turned the water on as soon as they had climbed the steps that led to the huge sunken bath, and Carrie reached for the scented bath oils and poured them in. He took her hand and led her into the tub pulling her between his legs as he sat in the water.

“This feels wonderful.” He sighed as the water swirled around them. He lifted her heavy hair from her neck and knotted the strands to prevent them getting wet.

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“I had to see you go through fourteen hours of labor and I am not going through that again,” he told her firmly, his hands splayed against her lower back.

“The second time won’t be as bad,” she reassured him.

“I should hope not. My heart could not take it.”

“I know. You were a little green around the mouth,” she told him with a grin.

“Very funny,” he told her darkly. She squealed as he reversed their position and turned her around trapping her beneath him. “I do not appreciate being laughed at.”

“I am sorry,” she whispered.

“You are going to be,” he whispered as he bent his head and took her lips in a kiss that rocked her to the core.

The end.

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