CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE

Logan's fever took about three days to subside and the doctor whose name I still don't know, because no one saw it fit, to introduce him to me.

Mom was on cloud nine and every time I met her happy face, I just accommodated her.

Justin was all better in one day but the infection, that caused Logan's fever took longer and I learnt first hand that he detest being a patient.

Mom strolls into the room with fabrics hanging from one arm, smiling sweetly at Logan who was glaring at her.

Walking across the room, she hands me two pieces of fabric. "Try these on and let me see" chuckling, mom pecks her angry son on his cheek. "How are you feeling today sweetheart? She ignores Logan's angry glare and shoos me into the bathroom to try two of her recent creations.

"Just so you know, I am not signing to release any photo of my wife" I heard Logan muttering angrily at mom, who continues laughing softly.

I only removed my top, because the dress is loose and will cover my shorts.

After pulling the sundress over my head, the soft crinkled fabric dropped just below my knee in soft swirls. The loose dress will in no way cling to my body to emphasize my protruding stomach. These days I see a lot of clothes that shows off a baby bump, but I like the lose fit in this style.

I walked back into the bedroom to see mom and Logan look up at the same time.

I do a slow twirl and also a slight model pose and for a very brief moment saw admiration in Logan's eyes, with his famous breathtaking smirk, before he quickly masked it with a scowl that's directed at his mother.

Mom walks around me pinning the loose top, with the lace pattern and turns to Logan, addressing him in business mode.

"What do you think? We should raise the hem line a bit right?" ignoring her, Logan just glared at us, because he doesn't support her having me model anything at any point in time for Francis Fashion.

The expert that mom is, she didn't stick me with the pins that she was using to make alterations.

Turing to Logan again, "seriously Logan, should we use this color or go with a dark bottle green that will lift the color of Jamie's eyes." mom said almost speaking to herself. "Yes, green it is" she smiles at her angry son. "Try the other one" she instructs and being the dutiful daughter-in-law that I am, I follow her instructions.

The other dress a bit more formal, is a strapless dress, that hugs the breast and flows from below the bust, again flowing softly above my knees. Smiling, because I really love these colors of soft orange and white with a tinge of grey fabric.

I loved it and I can't wait for Logan to see me in it.

I walked out this time my eyes only on Logan, whose eyes looked as if it was going to pop out of his head and this time his smile remained on his face.

With her hands covering her mouth, mom comes towards me, "Jamie, this dress is so beautiful" she gushes.

"More like Jamie, makes the dress look beautiful" Logan mocks, loud enough for us to hear him and mom turns around and glares at him.

Walking around me, "both dresses are suppose to be casual but I think that we could do this one, more formal" she observes, speaking to herself. "It fits perfectly, don't you think so?" Mom asks, smiling at me, awaiting my answer.

I lift my eyes to see that Logan was still watching me and I raised my eyebrows, smiling happily when he nodded his approval.

Turning to mom, I nod to her, excited that my husband approves, although he doesn't approve of me doing any modeling, but I am committed to mom and helping her out so she'll have to battle this out with her son.

I returned to change into my own clothes and handed both dresses back to mom.

Accepting the dresses, "I'll arrange for Jerome to do some sample shots for me." She pecks me on the cheek and waves at Logan as she walks out.

"Just a reminder, I'm not signing to release any photos of my wife and unborn child." Logan threatens, mom who walks out chuckling.

I went to sit beside him on the bed, frowning.

Shaking his head giving me a stern look, "I am sorry Jamie, but I am not letting the world see what's mine" I chuckle at his possessiveness. I always dreamed of being loved by a man this way and Logan loves me and I love him.

Curling up beside him with my head on his chest, "grams would have loved and you gramps would have respected you'" I whispered softly.

Putting an arm around my shoulders, "and why is that?" he asks softly, his thumb caressing my arm.

Lifting my eyes, as he lowers his, "just because you love me the way, he wanted me to be loved and treated." My smile slowly disappears and my eyes darken in lust at the half naked man lying beside me.

Logan's eyes darken and he lowers his head, "f***" he captures my lips in a sensual kiss that wants so much more.

Hungry of each other, both fighting for dominance, reminding me of the night before we got hit at his grandparents estate.

The passionate man is still here and wants me, just the same back then and it thrills me because I want to keep this man and grams always said give a man good sex and he will always remain. That's something I can never disclose to Logan out of embarrassment, but in my present condition, I can't give the way that he wants me, but I sure as hell, gonna give him the best of me.

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