ultrasound picture she’s holding. She’s barely taken her eyes off of the strip since the doctor gave them to us and I can’t say that I blame her.
“I can’t believe that’s our baby, Baby,” she says, making me smile as a rest my chin on her head.
“I know,” I say in a low voice, still staring at the image. “Can I see?”
“Of course,” she says, handing the strip of images over to me.
After looking at it for a moment, I pull my pocketknife out and carefully slice the paper, separating one image from the strip. Handing the remaining pictures back, I slip mine into the small clip on my visor next to one of Sophie and me at Disney World.
It was taken just moments after I slipped my grandmother’s ring on her finger. The way she’s holding it up proudly, sticking her tongue out Mick Jagger style while I kiss her temple never fails to make me grin like an idiot. My eyes drift between the images for a moment before I reluctantly flip the visor closed and glance down to find her watching me.
“I love you,” I tell her, bending to brush my lips against hers.
“I love you, too, Babysaurus,” she whispers, closing the distance.
When I pull away, she gently bites my chin, making me chuckle before kissing her on the forehead.
“You’re such an adorable little weirdo,” I tease her, fastening my seatbelt and turning the key in the ignition before facing her. “You want to get some lunch?”
“Uh… not really,” she says, shooting me a look of disbelief before slipping the ultrasound images into her purse.
“You’re not hungry?” I ask her, pulling out of the parking spot and glancing down at her.
“Well, yeah . I’m always hungry,” she admits. “I could probably eat a freaking horse, but I don’t give two craps about food right now.”
“Sweetheart…”
“Chase, I will order and eat everything on that room service menu if that will make you feel better,” she starts, cutting me off as she tosses her phone into her purse and brings her eyes back to mine. “But so help me Jesus if we aren’t having very real sex within the next half hour, I’m going to fucking scream.”
“Babe,” I start, unable to hide to my grin.
“Not a cute, little scream either,” she cuts me off again, shifting uncomfortably. “I’m gonna straight up lose my shit.”
“Okay, I’ll take you to the hotel,” I smirk, taking a sip from my bottled water. “I just want to make sure you’re taken care of.”
“Then you need to drive faster,” she snorts. “You take care of me and then you can take care of me.”
“Alright, pushy! I’m going,” I chuckle, accelerating through the light and heading toward the highway that will lead us to the hotel.
“Sorry, I’m just really anxious,” she sighs, leaning her head against my shoulder.
“I know, Princess. I am, too,” I confess, kissing her hair quickly as I keep my eyes on the road.
She absentmindedly switches on the radio, settling back against the seat and singing along to the opening lyrics of ‘Crazy’ by Gnarls Barkley. Her knee is bent in front of her in the seat and she’s fidgeting with her nails beside me. As I begin rubbing her inner thigh affectionately, she’s mostly calm until I pull up to red light.
“Oh my God! Are you freaking kidding me, red light?” she whines as she lets out a sigh of frustration and her head falls against the back of the seat. “This song is my life.”
“We’re almost there, Gorgeous,” I grin, sipping from my water. “You need a drink?”
“No,” she groans, rubbing her hands over her face. “I need some dick.”
“Damn, Baby!” I laugh loudly before tightening my grip on her thigh and leaning down to hover over her lips. “I didn’t know you missed me so much.”
“Well, I do,” she says softly, turning to grip my neck and pulling me to her mouth.
Rising in the seat slightly, she kisses me harder as she slips her tongue into my mouth. As she grips the hair at the base of my
“I can’t believe that’s our baby, Baby,” she says, making me smile as a rest my chin on her head.
“I know,” I say in a low voice, still staring at the image. “Can I see?”
“Of course,” she says, handing the strip of images over to me.
After looking at it for a moment, I pull my pocketknife out and carefully slice the paper, separating one image from the strip. Handing the remaining pictures back, I slip mine into the small clip on my visor next to one of Sophie and me at Disney World.
It was taken just moments after I slipped my grandmother’s ring on her finger. The way she’s holding it up proudly, sticking her tongue out Mick Jagger style while I kiss her temple never fails to make me grin like an idiot. My eyes drift between the images for a moment before I reluctantly flip the visor closed and glance down to find her watching me.
“I love you,” I tell her, bending to brush my lips against hers.
“I love you, too, Babysaurus,” she whispers, closing the distance.
When I pull away, she gently bites my chin, making me chuckle before kissing her on the forehead.
“You’re such an adorable little weirdo,” I tease her, fastening my seatbelt and turning the key in the ignition before facing her. “You want to get some lunch?”
“Uh… not really,” she says, shooting me a look of disbelief before slipping the ultrasound images into her purse.
“You’re not hungry?” I ask her, pulling out of the parking spot and glancing down at her.
“Well, yeah . I’m always hungry,” she admits. “I could probably eat a freaking horse, but I don’t give two craps about food right now.”
“Sweetheart…”
“Chase, I will order and eat everything on that room service menu if that will make you feel better,” she starts, cutting me off as she tosses her phone into her purse and brings her eyes back to mine. “But so help me Jesus if we aren’t having very real sex within the next half hour, I’m going to fucking scream.”
“Babe,” I start, unable to hide to my grin.
“Not a cute, little scream either,” she cuts me off again, shifting uncomfortably. “I’m gonna straight up lose my shit.”
“Okay, I’ll take you to the hotel,” I smirk, taking a sip from my bottled water. “I just want to make sure you’re taken care of.”
“Then you need to drive faster,” she snorts. “You take care of me and then you can take care of me.”
“Alright, pushy! I’m going,” I chuckle, accelerating through the light and heading toward the highway that will lead us to the hotel.
“Sorry, I’m just really anxious,” she sighs, leaning her head against my shoulder.
“I know, Princess. I am, too,” I confess, kissing her hair quickly as I keep my eyes on the road.
She absentmindedly switches on the radio, settling back against the seat and singing along to the opening lyrics of ‘Crazy’ by Gnarls Barkley. Her knee is bent in front of her in the seat and she’s fidgeting with her nails beside me. As I begin rubbing her inner thigh affectionately, she’s mostly calm until I pull up to red light.
“Oh my God! Are you freaking kidding me, red light?” she whines as she lets out a sigh of frustration and her head falls against the back of the seat. “This song is my life.”
“We’re almost there, Gorgeous,” I grin, sipping from my water. “You need a drink?”
“No,” she groans, rubbing her hands over her face. “I need some dick.”
“Damn, Baby!” I laugh loudly before tightening my grip on her thigh and leaning down to hover over her lips. “I didn’t know you missed me so much.”
“Well, I do,” she says softly, turning to grip my neck and pulling me to her mouth.
Rising in the seat slightly, she kisses me harder as she slips her tongue into my mouth. As she grips the hair at the base of my
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