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    She’s so damn beautiful. Pregnancy looks good on Elle, my wife. Like she’s meant to be carrying my child. I can’t wait to find out if the little one kicking in her belly is a boy or a girl. And that’s happening tonight. She doesn’t know it though. She had the ultrasound technician write the gender on one of the pictures and put it in an envelope. Ma was more than happy to take over for the gender reveal. I don’t fucking understand waiting. And I don’t like it either.
    I’ve been dying to find out, but Elle’s forcing me to wait. She said we’ll find out at the baby shower. She has no clue it’s tonight. I wasn’t waiting till after the honeymoon. It’s been a full week since the doctor wrote on that little slip of paper and tucked it away. I’m not waiting any longer. I need to know right now if I’m having a boy or a girl.
    The thought of having a girl terrifies me. Dom was freaked the fuck out over having a girl, but Chloe has him wrapped around her little pinky ever since she was born. I guess that would happen with me too, but I want a boy. I want a son. And I have a feeling Elle is carrying him right now. Ma said we’ll find out when we go, so I can’t fucking wait to get her out of here.
    “Sweetheart,” I make my voice a little sad to really play it up. “I’m sorry babe, but the flight’s cancelled.” Her wide blue eyes look back at me as her head pops up. The suitcase she couldn’t close unzips the little bit she was able to manage and her mouth drops open just slightly, the look of disappointment evident on her face.
    “Why?” She asks looking all sorts of sad. I feel a bit like an asshole for making her upset, but she knows we’ll be going regardless; I wouldn’t let her miss out on a honeymoon. Her spoiled ass is getting a baby moon too.
    “Weather’s shit in the Riviera right now baby.” Her shoulders slouch and she looks down at the suit case.
    “Damn. How long do we have to wait?” She rises slowly with her lips pursed.
    “Just till the morning; I rescheduled it.” No I didn’t. It’s always been tomorrow morning, but she doesn’t have a clue. She never asks for anything, just lets me handle all the details. I like it that way and so does she. Tomorrow morning, we take off for El Dorado Royale. She’s gonna love it.
    Her small arms wrap around my waist and she pulls me closer to her. I fucking love how forward she is now. And how damn horny pregnancy makes her. I almost can’t keep up.
    “Does that mean we get to stay in bed all night?” She bites her bottom lip and looks up at me through her thick lashes. She knows exactly what she’s doing. I don’t know when my shy little sweetheart turned into this sex-fiend minx, but I fucking love it. Unfortunately, though we can’t stay in bed all night. At least not yet. I’m supposed to take her to dinner for this surprise baby shower. We should really be leaving right about now.
    “I thought I could take you to dinner to make up for our trip being delayed.” She pouts all lady like and then moans softly as she rocks her hip into my growing erection. She’s gotten bad at being told no. And fuck me, but I keep giving in. My dick jumps in my pants as she whispers, “please.” God damn, I want her so fucking bad.
    “You can make it up to me in bed.” Her voice is even and her words are spoken with confidence, but that blush rises into her cheeks as she rocks slightly in front of me, waiting for my approval. Fuck.
    We’re gonna be late. My sweetheart wants me and I’m sure as shit not going to deny her.
    “Bed. Then dinner. Then bed again.” I pull her by her wrist over to the bed and smile when I hear her snicker behind me.
    I stop in front of the bed and unbutton my pants as fast as I can. Elle climbs up on her knees and pulls her lace panties down her thighs, lifts her dress up over her hips and lowers her shoulders to the bed. Doggy is her new favorite position. She doesn’t do any work. Just holds