She finished half of the pizza with her smoothie. She sighed and reached her tummy with a smile. Her baby is satisfied now. She looked at him and thank him.
"Don't thank me. I am doing it for you and our baby."
"I'm going back to my room." She gently slipped off and he reached the food cover and cover the pizza. He reached the ripped panties and followed her. Then she stopped and turned to him. "I'm going to walk around. I'm still full." She told.
"Hang on, I'll get your jacket."
He jogged upstairs to her jacket and then jog downstairs back to her. He put it on her.
"Why didn't you put something on?" she asked.
"I can manage, love." He muttered.
Hearing the word love from him makes her heartache a little. His sweet endearing names always make her heart flutters. The most common he called her is 'my moon' and it sounds like he's saying, 'I love you.' With those, she's satisfied.
