Book Title: Kitchen Promises (Book Three in the Riverside Trilogy)
Author: Brooke Cumberland
Genre: Contemporary New Adult Romance
Release Date: December 2013
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
Brooke is a midwesterngal, from the cheese state of Wisconsin! Go Packers! She’s a stay-at-home mom of three beautiful children (one daughter & two stepsons) and a black fury dog. She’s studied psychology in college, and counseling and education in graduate school where she found her love for writing. Most days you can find her reading or writing, or just hanging out with her family! She loves movies, cooking, and shopping! She’s addicted to Starbucks, Coach purses, and wearing yoga pants.
I grabbed the luffa and poured bodywash over it. I lathered it up and began washing over my body. I smiled as I washed over my swollen bump. The reality of having twins suddenly overcame me as I felt butterflies and kicks on the outside for the first time.
“Oh my god!” I squealed, smiling. I dropped the luffa and brought my hands over my belly, anxiously waiting to feel them again. “Drake!” I called out, opening the shower door. I wanted him to feel this.
I left the door open as I waited for him. I heard the bathroom door open and heard Drake, “What is it? Everything okay?” He peeked in looking worried.
“Everything’s great! The babies just kicked!” I pointed down at my belly, all giddy. “I can feel them on the outside!”
“Yes, come in here!” I smiled. I waited as he stripped down and slowly stepped in. “Here, put your hands right here.” I placed his hands on each side of my belly.
As the water sprinkled over us, both babies kicked simultaneously. Drake’s face lit up as the little movements kicked against his hands. The moment is simple incredible—watching Drake’s expression as he felt his babies for the first time.
“I can’t believe this,” he gushed. “It makes it so much more real.”
I watched as his hands roamed over my belly. I could tell it was making him emotional. This was the absolute best part of pregnancy—watching Drake become a father and finally being able to experience these moments with him.
“Isn’t it amazing?” I looked up into his eyes.
“It’s incredible.” I wiped under his eyes where I could tell he was crying.
He cupped my face and softly kissed my lips until they were nearly bruised. The water continued sprinkling over our heads as we kissed under it, not moving or saying a word—just soaking every second of this moment up.