Around twenty minutes later, Edward and I are alone, at the door of the governor's suite.
I don't know who got it for us, or if Edward did it… but I couldn't be more thankful.
It's beautiful; it really is.
But it's not really the room that I'm focusing on now.
It's my husband.
He's standing at the far end, over by the stereo. His back is turned towards me, so I can't tell what he's doing until, suddenly, there's soft music playing.
I recognize the song immediately. The cheesy man's put on Please Forgive Me by Bryan Adams.
He turns around and there's a blissed out smile on his face as he approaches me.
He pulls me towards him, so our bodies are touching as much as they can with my protruding belly.
Then he leans down… and he kisses me.
Ok. I know, I'm sorry for the slow updating but I've got assessments that I need to focus on. Tonight there will be a few chapters, but only after I am comfortable with my geo assessment.
Go and check out my other story - if you haven't already - called Femme Fatale. I put up some previews a few months ago.
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