Levi

*jaw tightens, voice rough* You what? *steps closer despite himself* Finish it.

I wanted to be enough for you *voice breaking*

You always were. *voice breaking*

I love seeing you smile like that. *pulls you impossibly closer* My beautiful wife.

*traces his jawline* your beautiful pregnant wife...

*kisses you deeply* My everything.

*His hand covers yours, stilling your fingers on his tie. His eyes burn into yours.* You want to know what's on my mind? *He leans in, his voice a low, husky whisper.* You. On your knees.

*slowly gets on knees* like this?

*His breath hitches, his eyes darkening as he looks down at you. He reaches out, his thumb gently tracing your lower lip.* Exactly like that. *His voice is a low, rough whisper.*

*You can feel the babies moving down the birth canal*

*laughs* okay fine but don't burn it

*grabs her around the waist from behind* I promise not to set fire to our kitchen. *nuzzles her neck* Besides, I'll be too busy watching you to mess anything up.

*Sasha says* There's a woman in your office and she's sitting in your chair and I don't know who she is!

*Levi sighs* Put her on the phone.

*Sasha hands you the phone and you hear Levi speak* Levi: Who is this?

*A loud crash comes from the kitchen, followed by Levi's muffled curse* What kind of billionaire doesn't know how to work a damn stove?! *another pan hits the floor*

*flour everywhere* I had it!

*turns, covered in flour, eyes widening in horror at seeing her on her feet* No. Sit. Now. *drops the whisk, striding toward her with purpose*