“Sure? That was prettyintense.”
“I’mgood.”
He rubs his hand up and down my arm. “I’ve never done anything like that—I mean the husband-and-wifescene.”
A giggle forms in my chest and rises to leave my mouth. “Meeither.”
“I liked it. I’ll probably want to do itagain.”
Pretending like that was a little weird, but hot. I didn’t mind. “Whatever you want, Mr.Broussard.”
“I was thinking we could have dinner at one of the hotel restaurants and then turn in early. I have an earlymeeting.”
It’s been an exhausting day. We were up at four this morning, and then our chartered flight was delayed for some reason. Tristan wasn’t a happy man. “I think that’s an excellentidea.”
“We’ll unpack our things when we get up and then go out for an earlydinner.”
I touch the cum between my breasts. “I can’t go to dinner without ashower.”
“What about a bath together? After a shortnap?”
“That soundsperfect.”
* * *
Tristan choosesa floral halter dress for me to wear to dinner. Soft. Flowing. Romantic. Elizabeth did a great job of choosing clothes for me. I don’t think that I could have picked anything that I likedbetter.
Tristan is on the sofa waiting when I come out of the bathroom. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to take solong.”
He looks at me, and I don’t mistake the long breath he inhales before slowly exhaling. “Worth. Every. Minute. You lookbeautiful.”
I never tire of hearing Tristan tell me I’m beautiful. “Thankyou.”
“Don’t forget yourID.”
I giggle because I always get carded for drinks and at the entrance into a casino. “Right.”
I’m a bit on the small side for a grown woman. And I have a young-looking face with big eyes and a pixie nose. I’ll give them that, but I have boobs and hips. My body has the shape of a grownwoman.
Despite the early hour, the restaurant is already pretty crowded when we arrive. People are standing around, waiting to be seated. “Looks like everyone else had the same idea asus.”
Tristan grins when he sees the hostess. “Let me handlethis.”
“Go for it.” I stand back and let the man who gets what he wants go towork.
I stand next to Tristan at the hostess’s stand waiting to see how he handles this situation. “Hello. Welcome toFlannigan’s.”
“Good evening. The name is Broussard, and we need a table for two. No. I guess it’s a table for three now, isn’t it, honey?” Tristan puts his arm around me, pulls me close, placing his hand to my stomach. “We just found out that we’re having a baby. Like literally thirty minutes ago when she took the test in the hotel room. We’ve been trying for three years, and it finally happened. I’m sorry. That was probably too much information, but we’re just sothrilled.”
“Congratulations. That is wonderful,” the hostesssays.
“I was hoping we could have a romantic dinner to celebrate, but you look reallybusy.”
The hostess smiles and winks. “Let me see what I can do to help you celebrate your littlemiracle.”
Tristan smirks and winks at me. So damn smug. And I’m not the least bit shocked when the woman returns to escort us to a table. “Enjoy your dinner, and congratulations again on your little bundle ofjoy.”
“A baby? Wow. Just… wow.” He played on that woman’s emotions like it wasnothing.
