Cockdoula Stories

It was another lazy Saturday morning in the seaside cottage, and April woke up later than usual, sunlight slipping in through the curtains, urging her awake, but she was too frustrated and too pregnant to even roll over. “Morning, sleepy head.” Luke chuckled, looking down at her bedside with a steaming mug of tea and a gentle smile. April groaned as she propped herself up on a pillow to make it easier to drink her tea. “T...