Heather sighed as she sat down onto a lounge chair out on the patio of the dominion. The usually hot Vegas sun seemed to avoid her, almost as if it knew she was pregnant and shouldn't be out in the heat. But she couldn't bear another minute alone inside the stuffy, empty dominion. As odd as it sounded, it actually felt cooler outside.

Now four months pregnant, Heather had begun wearing slightly looser clothing. Her stomach had grown, along with the baby, but she wasn't ready for everyone who saw her to know that she was pregnant.

She had noticed some changes that had occurred during the previous month. She seemed to have much more energy, more than she had ever had in her life. During this sudden liveliness, Heather often cleaned the dominion or spent the afternoons cleaning what would be the nursery.

Earlier in the day she had scrubbed the walls, mopped the polished wood floors and had cleaned the windows. And yet, she still was not tired.

Another change for the best had happened. One evening about a week after she had revealed her pregnancy to him, Gil had come home with a smile and seemed extremely welcome to the idea of having a child.

That night still hung fresh in Heather's mind. The two had spent it curled up together on the couch, talking and laughing about their future.

Heather stood up from the chair and sauntered to the pool. The cool water had been beckoning to her all day, making her wish she could spend the entire day in the water. Now that most of her "chores" were done, she had time to spend just relaxing.

She sat down on the lip nearest to her, lowering only her legs into the water. Instantly, a feeling tranquility fell over her as the waves splashed against her somewhat tan legs.

Heather sighed happily as she rested her hand on her stomach. She wished Gil was home to be with her. But sadly, he had to pull a double, leaving her to have to find some entertainment by herself. She knew that he would be home soon. She only wished that 'soon' would come faster.

Earlier that morning Gil had called to check on Heather. Before hanging up,hehad asked her if she needed anything.

She had said no, but truthfully she wanted some company. Being cooped up in the dominion alone wasn't exactly fun. All of her employees had been transferred to the only other Domination House in the greater Las Vegas area. She was in no condition to be playing 'Whip Me' with her clients; And after careful consideration, it seemed like the only choice.

Much to her surprise, none had asked any questions about why they were being transferred. An even bigger surprise was that Gil had told Heather he would support any decisions she made. Things were changing with him and she loved it.

She heard the front door shut but didn't bother looking to see who it was. She already knew.

"Are you having fun?" Gil asked as he stepped out onto the patio.

"Actually, yes. It's amazing how pleasing the most simple things are," She replied, craning her neck upward to give him a kiss.

Gil sat down next to Heather with a grin. He removed his shoes and socks, then rolled the pant legs of his jeans up so they were just above his knees. He dunked his legs into the water with a smile.

"I wasn't expecting that," Heather commented.

She slowly kicked her legs out in the water then drew them back so they were touching the wall she was sitting on. After a moment, Gil did the same.

"Well, you never can know what to expect with me."

Heather raised one brow in astonishment. Gil certainly was in a very good mood.

"What did you accomplish today?" Gil asked. Their legs were now moving simultaneously, back and forth perfectly in sync.

"I cleaned the baby's future room. I still can't decide on a color to paint it."

"I think a soft yellow would be nice. Sort of calm and comforting, yet very gender neutral," Gil smiled.

Heather smiled back. 'God,' She thought silently. 'He's amazing.' His eyes were mesmerizing to her, but she quickly broke the gaze.

"That sounds nice. Perhaps this weekend we can go shop for the paint," She rested her head on Gil's shoulder.

"It's a date."

Gil wrapped his arm around Heather with a grin. The two sat there in silence, just watching the setting sun.