With only two minutes Clint didn’t waste any time finding some naked flesh to get his hands on, and it came as no surprise that her ass was his immediate target. “Predictable indeed,” she said, pressing her body against his.

She knew he loved her body now, but would that change as she did? Would he still find her attractive when her stomach protruded and her face filled out and she got puffy and ended up waddling more than walking? What about afterwards when she was still stretched and heavy? What if her body was never the same again, would he still love the ruin that was left?

She tried to ignore those thoughts, instead losing herself in his kiss. It was still too far away, still too uncertain, and it was stupid to worry about something she couldn’t change. She had always been one to live in the now, and this was not the time to change that. Pulling him closer she deepened the kiss while still keeping it nice and slow.