Fashion

"Okay, you win," Harry said to his wife as they drove to their hotel. "They don't live in a shoebox. It's actually a nice comfortable spot," he said of the condo.

"I told you so," his wife replied.

The couple had stayed for a few hours till almost ten o'clock. They noticed Emily was getting tired so they bid the couple goodnight.

"Ready to go to bed, honey?" Ryan asked his wife.

Emily yawned.

"I think I'll take a hot shower first. Wanna join me?" She smiled.

"You know I can't say no," Ryan grinned.

The hot water and making out with her husband in the shower had a even more relaxed than Emily thought it would. She fell asleep almost immediately when she lay down next to Ryan. Ryan smiled and kissed her gently. He was glad to see her so relaxed. He felt her wrap her arms tightly around his torso.

"I love you. Both of you," he murmured. "You don't have hold on so tight," he whispered softly. "I'm not going anywhere. Ever."

"I know," Emily whispered back. "I swore that if I ever got my hands on you again, you were never getting away from me."

"I'd never even try."

Emily was enjoying her parents' visit. She had the following day off from when she was called in to cover a wedding for an photographer who couldn't make it at the last minute. She and her mother went shopping for maternity wardrobe..and insisting on paying for it, even through Vanessa also insisted in going to some high-end maternity boutiques as well as regular departments. Emily couldn't deny she needed maternity clothing now. Thanks to a new breast size she now needed new bras and underwear. She dreaded this moment; she always hated trying on undergarments, until now she knew what fit and could grab it off the rack. All she had to worry about was the color and design. Emily was glad however that now she wasn't limited to "grandma panties." She was seriously considering writing a "thank you" letter to Victoria Secret.

Ryan's wife got the undergarment shopping over with first. She had a feeling she might enjoy the other shopping. At some of the high-end stores Emily bought some professional clothes for work as well some comfortable but stylish outfits. She stayed away from anything with flower prints, no matter how "cute" her mother thought they were and if she was paying for them. Emily couldn't resist buying a like blue t-shirt that read "Unless you're the person who put this baby IN here, or the person who is going to take this baby out, you are not allowed to touch my belly!" And another white one that read "Actually, I DID shallow a watermelon!" She also got a black tank-top that read F.B.I.: Funky Baby Inside. To the expectant mother's own shock, she found some sundresses, with minimal flower or poke-a-dote prints.

"You didn't have to do this, mom." Emily told her mother while they ate lunch. "Really."

"I know I didn't have to," Vanessa replied. "But I wanted to. And this isn't going to be your only set of maternity clothes for the next five months, I promise."

Ryan thought that Emily could make a paper bag look good. Still he thought she thought his wife looked great in the her new clothes when his mother-in-law insisted he get a "fashion show."

"Babe, you look amazing," he told his wife when she first stepped out in a periwinkle blue sun dress with tiny white flowers on it, he lifted her off of her feet and kissed her the same way he did when they were reunited. Ryan thought pregnancy was incredibly sexy, which was a mystery to his wife. Ryan laughed at the t-shirts Emily had bought. They suited his wife's sense of humor and personality.