All she had to do was flash those deep-set dimples with a smile, and he'd cave. Or so Kayleigh thought that was the case but not this time. "No way Lady, you're not going to win by default."
They were in the kitchen; John was cooking his lamb stew a tradition they got into once they were married. But she kept her focus because the smells of the yummy food would have distracted her enough to cave to the bet, she didn't win, but she would refuse to watch his favorite movies.
"That was our agreement no Bond and no Friends. If we watch Bond, no sex tonight and I know how you like routine."
He chuckled.
"Not going to work you owe me a film, and Bond is it, I won the bet, you can get over it, and we can enjoy a film because before you know it our freedom will be over soon and no more movie night."
"You can't play dirty like that, using the baby as an excuse to win a movie night." Kayleigh moved into his space her belly bump brushed against his arm.
"And you don't think that's dirty pool? Bumping your belly against me like that?" He didn't mind though. So he placed his stirring spoon down on a coaster. Kayleigh did it again, this time he caught her arm and pulled her into a kiss.
"Not this time it won't work." He said in between kisses.
"John, ok, what if we do one episode of Friends and a Bond film than we're even?"
He chuckled again but moved his arms around her kissing the top of her head as she nestled into his embrace.
"Oh no Lady, you would get one episode then two, and so enough the whole box set is watched."
"Rats. You caught me." She laughed as he only smiled.
But he would cave he always did with Kayleigh. She was still the exception to the rule. "Bond first, no exceptions."
"Yes." She pulled away from his arms. "I need to use the loo."
