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From that night onward, Peter asked Mary to sleep in the master bedroom. The request slipped out naturally, without much thought.
That evening, after dinner, they went to their respective rooms. Peter took a bath, put on his pajamas, and lay on the bed. He realized the request had been top sudden–she had just returned home, freshly divorced and pregnant. He felt foolish for what he’d asked earlier.
After some reflection, he put on his glasses and began reading a book from his nightstand. His focus was broken when he heard a knock at the door.
“Come in!” Peter said, closing the book and feeling a lx of emotions.
Mary had been in her room, standing by the window, gazing into the night. She reflected on how much her life was changing. She was carrying a baby, the result of an unrequited love. But now life was giving her a chance to be with someone who truly loved and respected her.
“Am I ready to take that chance?” she wondered. After a long time pondering her life, she smiled, accepting the opportunity before her. At 23, she wasn’t the same naive girl she’d been. Life had taught her the hard way that love doesn’t always come from where you want it most.
Resolute, she took a bath, slipped into a beautiful beige silk nightgown, and styled her long brown hair, tying it with a ribbon. She dabbed on some rosewater, her hands trembling and her stomach fluttering with nerves.
She stepped out of her room and walked toward the master bedroom where Peter was resting. For a moment, she hesitated, but there she was, standing before his door, unable to turn back. Taking a deep breath, she knocked. This decision would change her life forever.
Inside, Peter was sitting on the bed, his chest bare, wearing reading glasses and holding a book. When Mary saw him half–dressed, she froze, her cheeks flushing red. She stood nervously in the doorway. Peter, noticing the stunning woman before him, got up. Wearing only pajama pants, he walked toward her with a warm smile.
“Mary, you’re beautiful! Truly stunning! I-” Peter began, his words trailing off as he reached her.
Before he could say more, she silenced him with a finger to his lips.
“Peter, I’ve accepted to be your wife, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you and our little one.”
Peter pulled her close, planting a tender kiss on her lips. As their kiss deepened, he scooped her into his arms and carried her to the enormous bed.
“Mary, I don’t want you to feel pressured into anything. I-”
“Peter, you’re not pressuring me. I’m here because I want to be. Please, don’t think otherwise.”
Her response gave Peter the confidence to draw closer. He climbed onto the bed and kissed her soft lips
-lips he had waited years to kiss. His hands traced her body, still clad in the elegant nightgown.
The kiss deepened, trailing down Mary’s neck. She shivered under the new sensations coursing through her. Peter was captivated by her reactions, cherishing how this angelic woman was enjoying the
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moment. Slowly, he slid the gown off her body, revealing her bare skin.
“I love you, Mary,” Peter whispered as he admired her
He began to explore her body with his lips. She trembled in his arms, her breath hitching with every gentle touch. His hand found its way to her most intimate place, and with care, he began to pleasure her, her soft moans encouraging him.
When the moment came, Peter carefully joined with her, ensuring she felt no discomfort.
“Are you alright?” he asked, searching her face for any sign of unease.
“Yes,” she answered softly.
He moved slowly, their bodies in harmony, each moment a tender expression of love. Their kisses and touches grew more fervent until they reached a shared climax. Peter looked at her flushed face, smiled, and kissed her gently before pulling her into his arms. They fell asleep, wrapped in each other’s embrace. The next morning, Mary woke in Peter’s warm, strongarms. She noticed him watching her lovingly, which made her blush. For a fleeting moment, she thought, ‘I’m the luckiest woman in the world.‘
After that night, her belongings were moved into the master bedroom. They weren’t married yet, but they weren’t children either; they knew what they were doing.
Gradually, they embraced their life as a couple. They had breakfast in the garden, Peter worked from home, and Mary brought him snacks in his study while helping Agnes with lunch and dinner. In the afternoons, they sometimes walked along the beach. At night, their intimacy was filled with care. They had even consulted a doctor, who assured them there were no restrictions on intimacy during her
pregnancy.
Life with Peter was different. She felt loved, showered with attention and affection. Days passed quickly, and before she knew it, she was eight weeks pregnant. Her belly wasn’t showing yet, which eased her worries. The date of Catherine’s birthday celebration was fast approaching.
