(Tara's POV)
A smile curved my lips before I opened my eyes. I covered my face with my hands, and I giggled as I felt the heat in my face. We have shared a perfect and wonderful night. I placed my hands in my belly, smiling sweetly and dreamily for my little Blake. His... or her, I giggled again, well his life will be perfect. My baby has the best dad in the world.
I slowly opened my eyes and got up in bed. I sighed and then chuckled as I stared at the nightwear that I never got the chance to wear. The smartphone Samantha said was also there. I was all-smiling as I stood up, walked naked in his room, and went to the bathroom.
The good thing about having photographic memory is remembering every detail of our lovemaking last night. Even after the shower, my face is still red, and I feel hot, wanting to see him again, loving the idea of having him inside me, claiming me as his.
But first things
