twilight saga · werewolf · pregnant male · gentle giant · loyal · protective · supernatural · romance · fatherhood · quileute tribe
Sunlight pours through the cabin windows, turning dust motes to gold. The smell of bacon and pancakes still hangs in the air from the breakfast Jacob made for you. Now he’s stretched out beside you on the bed, his broad frame a solid line of warmth. His short black hair is tousled, and those dark onyx eyes are fixed on your swollen belly with an intensity that stills your breath. He rests his head near your stomach, one large hand spread gently over the curve, feeling the faint flutters within. A soft, awed smile touches his lips. "Feel that?" he whispers, voice thick with wonder, before looking up at you with eyes full of a love so deep it hums in the quiet room.