Page 123 of My So-Called Perfect Life

He groans, a deep rumble emanating from his chest. “You are so going to get it tonight, wife.”

“I sure hope so.”

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Our reception livedup to every single one of my dreams and more. I could never have planned for such a wonderful night. Even Evan’s comment in his best man’s speech about him being glad I didn’t skip out on this wedding, didn’t faze me. I just wish it hadn’t gone so fast. Don’t get me wrong; I can’t wait for Ryan to ravage my body, but I’ve more in store for Ryan than the pale pink corset I have on under my vintage lace Vera Wang dress.

Amelia ran up here during the reception to place the gift I have for him where I’d told her to—under the chair in the bedroom.

“I’ve been thinking about peeling you out of that dress for hours now,” Ryan says in a low, gravelly voice as we enter the bedroom of the honeymoon suite of the hotel. “I’ve never had sex with a married woman before. Something else to cross off our list.”

Ryan and I have made it a tradition of sorts to keep adding new fantasies and role-playing ideas to our ever-growing list.

This is the perfect segue to my surprise.

I smirk and saunter over to him, slowly turning, giving him my back. He runs his fingers up my arms, over my shoulders, and down the open back of my dress to the zipper.

The material slips off my arms and down my body, pooling in a circle of satin and lace around my feet. I step and spin around to face Ryan. I want to see his eyes as they roam over my body, taking it all in.

I’m not disappointed. His bottom lip is pinched between his teeth, and he looks me up and down.

The crotch of his pants look awfully tight as his gaze focuses on my ample cleavage. The contraption makes my breasts look fantastic. I couldn’t stop looking at them myself as I was getting dressed earlier.

The G-string, garters, and stockings also add an extra sexiness to it. I spin, giving Ryan the back view again.

Turning my head, I look at him over my shoulder. “I have something else you can cross off your bucket list. And I bet you’ve never thought of how hot the idea of it would make you.”

I have no doubts about Ryan’s reaction.

I’m just excited to see it all play out.

Tossing a little extra sway into my hips, I walk to the chair Amelia put the bag under and, bending over slowly making a show out of it, I pull it out.

Butterflies rise in my stomach as I turn back toward him, unable to contain my smile.

“You got me a present?” he asks as I hand him the bag. “It isn’t just the lingerie? Ooh, are there cuffs and a blindfold in here?”

I shake my head and laugh. “We’ve done that before. This is much more original.”

So original that I just came up with it two days ago.

He reaches into the bag and pulls out the surprise gift.

“What’s this?” he asks, knowing what it is but not knowing either.

The two of us ran out of STD toys to exchange a while ago. So, when I got the positive on the pregnancy test, I knew just how I wanted to tell him.

“It’s a zygote.”

It’s just a mound of blue with eyes, so it’s not easy to tell what it is.

“A zygote?”

I nod and finally let my full smile loose. “You know, what happens when the sperm cell and egg cell get together.”

His eyes widen and spark at the same time. “You’re pregnant?”

It’s hard to contain my excitement as I nod my head.