"Just perhaps?" He teased, though his voice a hint lower; all of the contact, the touch, and the fears allayed- he'd already stated he found the new curves alluring; something within him was fascinated with growth of her body, perhaps the knowledge that she was carrying his children, or the way it was engorging her breasts, making her glow with a strange radiance... Montague thought amusedly for a moment that it was God's way of keeping a husband from straying- this attraction to this new shape...but pushed the thought away as she was pulling away from him (though he logically knew that she needed to move to dress).
"Right." He said though, pulling her back to him, his lips ducking to take her lips a jolt running across his body.