REGRETS

This is chap 21! Thanks for the great reviews!

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Scott and Shelby's apartment, bedroom, night

"Scott, I'm incredibly hungry. Couldn't you get me something?" I whisper into my Fiancé's ear and we are in bed. I kiss him behind the ear, to encourage him a little. He groans and turns around, wrapping an arm around my (large) waist.

"Not now Shel…"

"But I need to eat!" I protest, pulling away softly.

"You ate two hours ago…just sleep…"

"Scott, please…" I plead, looking up at him and fluttering my eyelashes sheepishly at him. I know he can't resist me when I do that.

"Tomorrow morning, I'll bring you the biggest breakfast you ever ate." He promises, laying a kiss on my forehead. I can't believe he's so selfish sometimes!

"But I'm hungry now!" I protest, sitting up and lighting the lamp. "Okay, I'm going then." I decide and pull back my bathrobe. I am about to get up when I feel his hand grabbing my arm. I turn to look at him.

"Okay, okay, you won. What do you want?"

I lay back on my side, looking at him with loving eyes. "Thank you Scott." I smile up at him, leaning for a kiss. Our kisses reached a new level…they're more passionate than before, involving powerful emotions. He breaks off the kiss, breathing heavily. "I want chocolate and blackberry ice cream."

"Blackberry ice cream? That does exist?" He asks his eyes widening at this.

"Uh, uh, of course that does. Go now." I push him a little and he gets up reluctantly, dragging himself towards the doorway.

He comes back about five minutes later not with one but two bowls! I can't believe him! It's not because I'm hungry that he has to eat with me…well, that's just him. I hope he'll stop once the baby's born. I won't stay with a guy who weighs 100 kilos at thirty. It's too disgusting. You can say all you want but the appearance is really, really important.

"You were right…that's very good as an ice cream!"

"It's good, that's all."

"You know what does ice cream to me?"

"Uh, uh?"

"Makes me want to just put the bowl away and slid under the covers…it's so cold!" What a child!

"Can I go under them with you then? I'd like you to warm me…"

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah. That's why I love it. To have a guy making me warm after eating it."

"So you did that on purpose to make love with me?"

"Maybe…"

"Aren't you a sly one…"

"You know it."

"Give me your bowl. I'll put them in the sink and come back before you notice. Don't fall asleep." Oh, believe me I won't…He gets up and comes back to the bedroom seconds later, almost running…if he's not in a hurry, I wonder what's up with him.

"Hey, you don't seem that cold…"

"I am through."

"Really? Where?"

"Here first. Look at my nipples. When they're out, that means I am."

"Really?"

"Yeah!"

"No, you're joking right?"

"No, I'm dead serious! It's like gooseflesh, except it's there."

"I didn't know…"

"You're not a woman."

"Yeah…you don't know that…"

"Yeah I do. I couldn't be pregnant if you were one. And I think I would have noticed before." I point, helping him pulling off his wife beater.

"How?"

"You know how."

"I just want you to show me what part can be a proof." He wants to play…we'll play.

"Here, silly!" My hand takes its way dangerously lower as it was resting on his chest. I begin teasing him by tugging his boxers with my fingers and pulling a hand inside them, slowly caressing his sexual member. A gasp of excitement escapes from his mouth…I'm too good with him!

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