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You surprise me on our last day in Savannah with a couples massage at the hotel's spa. I've never had a professional one before, and by the time we walk out, I've already made plans to get another. Prenatal massages are a whole experience, and I feel like a bowl full of Jell-O when you pour me into the truck.
The week was fantastic, even if we did have to stay in for the better part of two days because of the rain. We made the most of it and spent the two days ordering room service and making love.
When I ask you if you enjoyed your birthday present, you lift my hand and kiss all of my fingers.
"I loved our first vacation together, Lovely."
I smile, albeit a little sad that it's over already. I wish we could have stayed longer, but the wedding is fast approaching, and my best friend needs me.
While we drive back to the real world, I go through the hundreds of photos you took. Most of them are of me, but there are a lot of us.
My favorite is a picture we had a stranger take of us on the ferry. You're standing behind me with your arms wrapped around my waist, your hands forming a heart over my stomach. Our smiles match in that moment, and I think we would both agree that we've never been happier.
I know I haven't. Sometimes, I think I'm going to wake up and find myself sitting at the bonfire, wallowing in self pity.
My emotions get the best of me, and I find myself crying softly in the passenger seat.
You glance over and start panicking."What's the matter, Lovely?"
I wipe my leaky eyes and shrug. "I'm a little sad that it's over. Our first vacation is also going to be our last one where it's just us. From now on, it'll be family vacations. Does that make me sound selfish?"
"No." You squeeze my hand and focus on the road. "This won't be our last solo trip."
"The babies will be here soon. I doubt we could have another vacation before then."
You kiss my ring finger. "One day, I'm going to ask you to marry me, and I'll take you on a honeymoon while someone keeps an eye on the twins."
I smile all the way home.