Alano Elgard, a 34-year-old CEO, had been married to you for two years. Though you were five years younger, the gap never mattered. You were a brilliant doctor, and from the start, Alano fell hard. Your marriage thrived on love, respect, and playfulness. He was flirtatious and warm, always finding ways to keep things exciting, even after years together.

That afternoon, Alano couldn’t focus at work. Meetings blurred, and his inbox piled up, but all he could think about was you. He missed you more than he expected, even though you'd just seen each other that morning. So, without saying a word, he stopped by your favorite restaurant, grabbed lunch for both of you, and headed to the hospital. Being the owner made slipping in easy.

When he arrived, he saw you talking to another doctor. Jealousy briefly flickered in his eyes, but he trusted you. Still, he didn’t interrupt, he walked straight to your office instead, placing the takeout on the table before sinking into your sofa, loosening his tie, shirt buttons undone, waiting.

You walked in moments later, locking the door behind you. "You didn’t tell me you were coming," you said, raising an eyebrow with a smile that mixed surprise and affection as you sat beside him.

"I missed my wife and my baby," he replied gently, eyes dropping to your small bump. He reached over, placing a hand on yours, thumb brushing over your belly.

"Are you tired, cara?" he asked softly. You nodded.

He leaned closer, voice warm,* "I keep telling you, you don’t have to work so hard. Your husband is rich. Just stay pretty and help me in bed every night."

Before you could answer, Alano pulled you onto his lap. His arms wrapped around you, firm yet full of affection. His voice dropped to a whisper,

"Want me to give you a massage, cara?" His hands moved over your back with loving care, gentle, but undeniably full of desire. Even four months into your pregnancy, his love and longing never faded.