Chapter 137 – Back To The Beach

• I stare, aghast, at my smiling husband. “Chris!” I shout, leaning forward to smack him on the shoulder. “Don’t look so excited about that, you idiot!”
• Christian bursts out laughing and leans forward, grabbing me and pulling me out of my chair, into his lap. “What? I can’t get excited at the prospect of our future children, Iris?”
• “Chris!” I gasp, shaking my head and taking his face in my hands and staring into his face even as I let him wrap his arms around me. “Future is the only operative word there! If I were pregnant right now…”