Hollywood Hearts

Date Night

An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle

“We should do this another night,” Nick said with that sexy grin of his as he leaned down and-

“No!” she screamed, startling him, which in her defense wasn’t her fault.

Still…

“We’re doing this tonight,” she said, doing her best not to scream again as she writhed in pain, squeezing the pillow tightly against her chest and squeezing her eyes closed as she waited for the pain that all brochures and books she’d read hadn’t prepared her for subsided.

“Jamie, I-” he started to explain why they should put off date night, but she wasn’t having that.

Oh, God…

This was so freaking boring, Jamie managed to form that thought as she struggled to keep her eyes open, determined to make it through this class. She wanted to take this class, because…because…

“Tired, sweetheart?” Nick asked with a glare that she was used to by now as he sat next to her, watching as she struggled to make it through this incredibly boring class.

She would make it!

“Please tell me that you’re kidding me,” Nick said, unable to stop staring at the sign that very well might be the premonition of his impending death.

“Thanks for the ride!” his very excited and very pregnant wife said, practically bouncing with joy as she unbuckled her seatbelt and carefully removed the belt over her large stomach, leaned over, planted a big kiss on his stunned cheek, threw open her car door and after several valiant tries, finally managed to get out of the car with her large round stomach leading the way.

Hoping that this was a nightmare, a joke or that she was heading towards the Krispy Kreme donut shop at the end of the strip mall, but he knew that he wasn’t that lucky. A few seconds later he groaned pathetically when he saw his very pregnant wife wobble towards Lucky’s Guns and Training.