My Little Thief

"Who's my little thief in the making? You are!" Sandalah kissed Jolene's round belly just below her navel.

"I think you're getting too attached," she warned the half-elf as she playfully flicked him in the forehead.

"To the kid? Hells yeah. To you? Never." He gave her a playful smirk as he shifted in bed to lay beside her.

Jolene's face grew serious, but she kept a soft smile on her lips. "You do realize that it's most likely not even yours, right? With the amount of customers I have, who's to know whose kid this is." She rubbed her bare stomach; caressing the child held within.

"Easy, if it comes out with adorably pointed ears, hair like the sunlight, and a face that must have been chiseled by the Virtues themselves; we know it's mine."

"Even if it is yours, it would only be a quarter Elven. It probably won't have pointed ears. And what if it has my lavender hair? Plus, as a baby, it definitely won't have chiseled cheek bones. What then? How would you know?"

"If the kid has a cute butt."

Jolene giggled as Sandy slid out of bed. He shook his bare behind at her and spanked it.

"You can't tell me this thing isn't a work of art that would be recognizable even in baby form," he joked.

"Naturally," she chuckled before throwing the blankets open for him. "Now get that gorgeous ass back in here to keep me warm."

Smoothing his hair out of his face, Sandy complied. He pulled Jolene close to him so their body heat could transfer between them. He then joined Jolene in rubbing her bloated belly. She grabbed his free hand and kissed his thumb.

"What if it's obvious that this isn't your child? I still think you shouldn't bother growing attached for no reason. Like I said, no one could know whose kid this is."

"But I do." He started to nibble on her neck and pressed himself against her. "It's your kid. Good enough for me. Like I said, kid is my little thief in the making. Already stole my heart."

"You're an idiot," Jolene grumbled. "I keep telling you to not bother getting attached. Warned you that I'm not going to get attached."

"Whose bed are you in?"

"Yours. So?"

"And you're laying naked beside me in my own bed, without getting paid, because you aren't attached?"

"I hate being alone."

"You aren't alone." He gently tapped on her stomach.

"That's not the same thing, and you know it."

"Baby can't keep you warm like I can?" Sandy brushed Jolene's hair behind her ear so he could nibble on it a little.

She arched her head back to make it easier for him to reach. She moaned back, "You're sick, you know that? Seducing a pregnant woman."

"Her fault. She seduced me first." He tilted her head further back so he could kiss her pouty lips.

"You still holding me accountable for something I did nearly three seasons ago?"

"Well, you haven't stopped. So... yes."

She giggled and rolled over so they were facing each other. She pulled his chin down to meet her lips again. She felt his smooth, slender body pressed against her bloated one, and it excited her. The fact that he still wanted her brought her as much joy as feeling that little person grow inside her. After last year, she feared she'd never be happy again. Never would she have imagined that she'd not only find happiness, but perhaps her greatest joy, within a Thieves Guild. In that moment, she decided that she never wanted to leave.