Baby Mama
It was her spouse's normal tone; the usual way whenever they have a word.
"Ah, yes. I don't see any reason why I shouldn't," Chloe's voice was soft and mellow.
She chewed on the inner part of her lower lip as her candle-like fingers clenched tighter against the soft fabric of her cream Peggy midriff dress. It was delivered yesterday in her suite by Shantel, Ira's stylist. Along with it were a pair of champagne ballet flats, a set of emerald green earrings, a choker embedded with the same birthstone, and a designer watch to seal her minimalist bridal outfit. After some time, she averted her interest in her husband and was flustered for a second. Soon their gazes steadfastly met and locked.
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