Jamie stood silent for a few moments, gazing at Lyla with a curious look etched across his features.
“What’s wrong? Do I look that bad?” Stepping to the mirror, Lyla fluffed her hair and smoothed a finger under one eye, wiping a small mascara smudge. “Not too bad, considering I just soared to the moon and back with that dynamite orgasm.” She grinned.
“No, baby, you look sensational. I was just thinking that I never really thought I’d see the day that we were husband and wife.” Jamie came up behind Lyla, gliding his big hands over her belly and caressing her there as they gazed at their reflections. “And in six months we’ll be blessed with a precious baby created out of our love for each other.”
“Created in the middle of a body painting frenzy on the night of our engagement,” Lyla said with a smile as she recalled the fun they’d had that Wednesday night.
Jamie drew back the collar of Lyla’s robe and kissed her shoulder. “I am the happiest man alive.”
“And I never dreamed my Wednesday nights with Jamie would one day become a reality.” Lyla reached behind her, caressing the back of Jamie’s neck and head. “I’m living my dream, Jamie. It just doesn’t get much better than that.”
“We’ll always keep Wednesdays our special day.” Jamie nuzzled her neck.
Lyla brought both hands to rest on top of Jamie’s at her belly. “I think our baby is going to help soften some hearts. Namely your mother’s and mine and Francine’s. I could tell earlier when they couldn’t help making a fuss over baby Megan.” An image flashed across her mind and Lyla turned toward Jamie. “Speaking of which, did you happen to see that spark between your sister Julie and David’s brother Jeff?”
Jamie gave a low chuckle. “Yeah, I caught that. Nothing would make me happier than if they got together. In fact, I think I’m going to make it my personal mission to see that they do.”
Lyla frowned. “How can you say that when you don’t even know Jeff?”
“Because,” Jamie explained, “if Julie and Jeff got together it would take the heat off us.” Jamie laughed.
“Maybe with your mother and Francine,” Lyla agreed, “but we still have my mother to contend with.”
“I’m betting dragon-woman will be too busy making goo-goo eyes at little Megan and fussing over our baby son to cause too much damage,” Jamie said.
“Or daughter,” Lyla said. “We might have a little girl, you know.”
“That’s just fine with me. I can teach her to play football so she can beat any little boy at the game.”
Lyla laughed. “A liberated man. That’s what I like to hear. You’re going to make a fine father, Jamie.”
“And you’re gonna make a fine mama.” His hands on her shoulders, Jamie kissed the tip of Lyla’s nose. And then his hands traveled down to her breasts, over her belly and came to rest on the damp patch of curls between her thighs. “I think we’d better get in the shower, baby.” He pressed himself against Lyla, alerting her belly that he was well on his way to a full blooming erection.
With a squinting look at the clock, Lyla nodded. “It’s only been eight minutes. I’m impressed.”
“You think that’s impressive? Just wait ’til I get you in the shower, baby. It’s roomy enough for lots of possibilities.”
Mr. and Mrs. Donlon walked arm in arm to the suite’s luxurious bathroom to continue their Wednesday night festivities.
About the Author
Daisy Dexter Dobbs has a valid reason for lying when she’s asked where she gets the ideas for her books. She knows most people wouldn’t believe the truth about the madcap mayhem that goes on in her daily life. Case in point: Imagine frantically trying to file your way out of a locked bathroom door with a teeny nail file, dressed in nothing but a too-small towel while you're waiting for a real estate agent and a family with three small kids to arrive for a showing of your house. Okay, now picture the contents of a box of just-delivered sex toys (purely for research purposes, you understand) strewn on the bed just outside that locked bathroom door. Mmm-hmm, it really happened.
Happily married to her soulmate, the award winning artist and writer believes in love, happily-ever-afters and the wondrous, magical escapism of reading and writing.
Daisy welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.
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