THE THIRD MATING
Ronan held me close, one hand on my belly.
"Perfect day," he said.
"Yeah," I smiled.
Down again, we ate everything. Cotton candy sticky sweet. Ronan fed me bites, licking sugar off my fingers slowly. Hot dogs with extra sauce. Ice cream cones melting fast in the sun. Silas and Samantha shared a big pretzel, stealing kisses between bites.
We tried the fun house next. Mirrors made us look tall, short, fat, twisted. We ran through laughing. Ronan pulled me into a corner, kissing me quickly behind a funny mirror. "Can't keep my hands off you."