After I tested out the toilet, the bidet, and the sink, Eros helped me out of the bathroom and sat me down on the bed in the main room of the cave.

When I turned my head to look out at the opening of the cave, I saw Rora and Granny Ada with a basket in her hand. From the sweet and delicious smell that was already starting to come my way, I knew that Granny Ada must have brought me something to eat, like how she always did.

"We've brought you some pie and zucchini cookies," Rora announced, rushing over to my side as Granny Ada slowly followed, smiling widely.

"My favorite!" I exclaimed, watching as Eros dragged a table out from the middle of nowhere and set a couple of chairs around it.

Granny Ada placed the basket on the table and opened the lid, and the scent of delicious desserts immediately filled the cave. My mouth suddenly filled up with saliva, regardless of the fact that I'd eaten a very big meal before Eros and I had even gotten into the car with Gamma Sergio.

Just the knowledge of how I'd turned into a black hole these last couple of months made me realize that I was going to have to work a lot of this weight off after the pregnancy. Albeit this weight gain was good for the babies, it was bad for me.

"How have you been feeling?" Granny Ada asked, watching me waddle over to the table and take a seat with utmost difficulty.

"Fairly good," I replied, taking a bite of the zucchini cookie.

Rora and Granny Ada took a seat as Eros left the cave, probably to go get the rest of the items out from the car and talk to Gamma Sergio, who had stayed outside of the cave the entire time. I wondered if Gamma Sergio was prohibited from entering the cave because he was a male whose scent could cause Eros' instincts to go haywire, thinking that there was an intruder. I wasn't too sure, but that was my best guess.

"Try the pie, it's delicious," Rora encouraged, picking up a cookie and munching on it.

"I know it is. Granny Ada always makes the best food. I don't know what I would do without you, granny," I said, turning to Granny Ada and giving her a wide, appreciative smile. "Thank you."

Granny Ada smiled until her eyes crinkled into little crescents. "I'd cook for you any day, Emi."

"Just a little farther. Then, we'll go right back to the den," Eros said, holding my hand as I waddled alongside him. This would have been a beautiful image if it weren't for my enormous feet and gigantic belly.

I was hot like hell, sweating cats and dogs, and quickly running out of energy.

Though the idea of long walks in the sunset with Eros was supposed to be romantic and all, in actuality, it was rather arduous and painful because I was carrying three large watermelons on my belly as I walked. Every step I took was beyond tiring, and I was panting for breath like a water buffalo crossing a river. And we hadn't even been walking for ten minutes!

If walking a lot wasn't good for delivery, I wouldn't have let Eros persuade me into getting off my butt and on my feet.

I sighed under my breath and clutched on to Eros' arm like he was my lifeline while trying to keep myself from whining or protesting because of how much my feet ached.

"Eros?" I called.

"Hm?" Eros turned his head to look at me, casting a shadow over my face from the orange sun in the distance.

"What are we going to name the babies?" I asked. "I haven't come up with any names yet..."

"I've come up with some. What do you think of Roy?" he suggested.

"Too boring," I replied, not really digging the name.

"What about Ria?"

"Like diarrhea?" I gave Eros a wide-eyed, semi-grossed-out face.

Eros went silent.

I coughed awkwardly and said, "Sorry."

After a moment, he continued, "Then how about Bernadine? Ollie? Myrtle?"

My brows furrowed tighter and tighter at the names Eros came up with.

The names all felt as if they were from the people in the 1800s in England. I had nothing against British names but I just didn't want to name my daughter Myrtle or Bernadine. I wanted something pretty sounding and meaningful, something unique and cute.

"What in the w—Eros! Those names sound so... old," I exclaimed, wrinkling my nose.

"These names were pretty popular back then," Eros replied, chuckling. "You know, my father wanted to name me Giles instead of Eros."

Giles?

What in the actual hell?

"What made him change his mind?" I asked.

"My grandmother hated the name so she suggested Charles and Eros. My mother and father liked the latter name and decided to name me Eros."

"I'm glad they did. I like the name Eros a lot better, too." I nodded my head, thankful to Granny Ada for the thousandth time. That lady had a very steady and wonderful head on her body. "My mom originally named me Annie, you probably know this already, but do you like Annie or Emira better?"

"You. I just like you, Emira. No matter what your name is," he answered, tucking a loose lock of hair behind my ear.

Eros always made me fall right back in love with him. Over and over again.

I mean, I've never fallen out of love with him but he always reminds me of how much I love him. Not that I'd forget but... oh, never mind.

Why was it that the more I explained myself the worse it became?

"Really?" I smiled from ear to ear and stared at him with glistening eyes filled with emotional tears. "Eros."

"Hm?" Eros stopped in his tracks for a second.

"I love you," I said, wrapping an arm around his waist and hugging him tightly.

"I love you, too." He smiled.

After that "long" walk, we headed back to Eros' den. Since I was still covered in sweat I decided to take a quick shower before I became too lazy and sleepy. But just when I washed my private areas and my legs, I realized that I needed to shave. Again.

Those darn prenatal vitamins I took didn't just make the hair on my head grow faster and longer, it also made all the other areas grow faster, too.

Since shaving had become quite impossible for me, I had to enlist Eros' help, like I had been doing these couple of months.

How did anyone expect me to shave myself when I couldn't even see what or where I was shaving? I didn't want to cut myself.

"Need help?" Eros called from outside the door.

"Yes, please," I replied, knowing that he'd heard my piteous wailing about unwanted hair and shaving and had come to my rescue before I could call out to him, like he always did.

Eros opened the door and came in. Afterward, he went straight over to the white cabinet and grabbed some shaving gel and the two separate razors I'd used for my legs and the area in between.

Albeit I had been extremely embarrassed when Eros first helped me shave, I didn't feel that way as much anymore, probably because I was so used to being naked in front of him now, like he said I would.

After carefully drying my feet on the bathroom mat, I walked out of the shower and pulled on a bathrobe, trying to keep myself from slipping and falling. From there, Eros helped me sit down on a chair he had brought into the bathroom.

He kneeled in front of me, and I couldn't keep myself from staring at his handsome face as he applied the shaving cream on my legs and started to remove the overgrown hairs. The razor was quite sharp, and I'd cut myself several times before, but every time Eros shaved me, he'd never nicked me even once. He was always so careful, making it nearly impossible for me to do a job as good and clean as him.

It made me feel a little insecure sometimes, but the feeling was rather fleeting because he'd chase them away before it even meant anything.

"You know you're perfect, don't you?" I murmured, admiring my view of Eros' handsome face and strong hands doing such delicate work.

"Of course." His electric blue eyes glanced up at me and a dazzling, wicked smile nearly blinded my vision.

He cleaned off the razor and lifted my right leg onto his thigh, slowly working his way up. When he was done, he cleaned the razor and washed his hands in preparation for a more intimate shaving.

I pulled the robe apart and separated my thighs before tilting my hips upward, staring at my big belly because that was the only thing I could see. Sadly.

"Ready?" Gleaming blue eyes looked up at me.

I hummed a reply, feeling Eros' warm, long fingers spread the shaving cream on my mound. The ever-existent sparks immediately erupted, and I had to clench my stomach and teeth to keep from making any unnecessary noise as the pleasurable sensations gathered, making me wet with just one touch.

No matter how hard I tried to keep myself from getting aroused, I could feel my juices start to trickle out and mix with the shaving cream Eros had applied. Although I couldn't see, I could feel the sharp razor slowly brush against my skin and Eros' hot breath fluttering on my belly and thigh. And I got all hot and bothered. Again.

I couldn't wait until this pregnancy was all done and over with. At least by then, I'd be able to do everything myself and not have to endure this kind of pleasurable torture.

Eros looked up at me, his beautiful blue eyes dark and mesmerizing as his nostrils flared, and I knew that he could smell my arousal. A hot blush quickly collected on my cheeks and spread all the way down to my neck.

"Don't move, Emira. I don't want to cut you," he said, one hand settling on my thigh to keep me in place.

"I'm trying not to... but you make it hard," I voiced, feeling lightheaded all of a sudden. "You know what your touch does to me."

"Don't tempt me, Emira." Eros breathed in sharply, his hand shaking when he quickly finished up and pulled away. As he tossed the razor onto the sink and washed his hands, I could see the large tent in his dark pants from the corner of my vision.

"What me to help with that?" I grinned sheepishly up at Eros.

Eros shook his head and sighed pitifully.

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