“Recreating our life? Yeah, it’s fun. These scenes feel like us. And I like that. It gives a glimpse of who we are before people make judgments.”
Kurt knelt and kissed my stomach. “I think so, too. I hope you’re not too tired.”
“I’m good, I promise.”
Throughout this entire process, Kurt had been hands-on, making sure I was comfortable with everything. Anna was good, keeping it tasteful, fun, and romantic all at the same time.
Looking back over his shoulder, he asked, “What do you want me to do?”
Anna looked at the display on the camera. “It’s a wrap. I think we got it. Give me a minute to check the photos to see if there’s anything else we need.”
Wow, that was fast.
We stepped away from the mess that was about to drive me insane. Seriously, I had the urge to pick up Kurt’s shit and rearrange all the sticky notes according to color and size.
Luckily, a young girl approached us. “Would you like a cupcake?”
“Umm…preggers. That’s like asking if a dog wants a bone.”
We laughed as George munched on his treat, oblivious to the world. The cute cupcakes were decorated with large fondant bows. Adorable. I took one off the tray. “Mmm, that’s good.”
Without any warning, Kurt took a huge bite of my cupcake. “Oh my gosh! You cupcake thief! You stole my cupcake. You took food from your unborn child.”
I rubbed my stomach, and Kurt grinned. “I’ll make it up to him tonight.”
“He wants chop suey, watermelon, and some of those orange rolls that were heavenly.” I tapped my finger to my chin. “And a foot rub.”
“Done.”
“Oh, you’re a good baby daddy. For that, I’ll give you another small bite.”
I held out the cupcake, and Kurt took a bite so big he left nothing but the small bit between my fingers.
“I’ll add cupcakes to the list, too,” he said around a mouth full of sugar.
In shock, I gaped at him. And then something came over me like it always did. I took the icing that remained on my finger and swiped it on his cheek.
His eyes grew wide. “You did not just smear icing on me.”
“Oh, I so did!”
Kurt picked me up and cradled me in his arms, kissing me hard while transferring some of the icing to me. I giggled as Kurt said, “Anna, it’s been wonderful. Did you have everything you needed?”
“I do.” She chuckled. “I’ll have a rough draft for you to look over later this evening. It won’t be edited, but we don’t have any time to lose if we go to print in less than three days.”
“No problem. We’re going to head out.”
“It was nice meeting you,” I called over Kurt’s shoulder with a wave.
“It was truly a pleasure, Sawyer. I hope to see you again.”
* * *
I writhed underneath Kurt as he thrust into me. Everything was so sensitive after he’d made me come with his fingers and his mouth in the back of the limo on the way to our bus.
“Kurt! Please.”
“Together, Sawyer. Keep your eyes open.”