The date

“This tastes so good.” Janice hummed as she dipped another steamed lobster into the cocktail sauce.

She moaned as she took a bite from it. “I feel like I'm in heaven.”

“Are you enjoying this as much as I am?” She opened her eyes, staring at Jules.

She noticed he was yet to touch his food and wondered what he had been doing. “Are you not hungry?”

“I am.”

“But your food is untouched.” She frowned, eyeing the food before him.

“I'm hungry,” Jules stated. “But not for the food. Rather, for what is underneath your dress, madame.”

Janice reddened as his leg came into contact with her underneath the tulle-covered table.

“Sire, we are in public and someone might hear you say those nasty things.”

“I don't care and besides, we are married. So, I'm allowed to say whatever I wish to my wife.”

Janice could feel her body simmer under his scrutiny, and she averted her eyes as he continued staring at her.

She didn't know she still looked good in his eyes. Despite how large she was becoming,