Chapter 68 Please, Please, Please

• Kane
• “Are you sure?” I ask Emory as I pull away from kissing her. Her green eyes are dazed like she’s lost in a daydream. Her scarlet hair looks like fire against the black sheets.
• It’s been months since we’ve had sex. I’ve missed sharing this intimacy with her, but I haven’t wanted to pressure her. She’s been having a difficult time with the pregnancy, and her fears of losing the baby are understandable. I don’t want to be self-centered and moan about not having sex when she is dealing with so much.