JACK'S POV

I smile at my girl, feeling a little scared.

What happened last night?...

Lucky gives me one of her 'I love you so much' smiles and continues to eat and drink, reading comments on her phone from people saying nice things to her. How beautiful her dress and smile were, how handsome I looked and other things.

No way anything happened.

Nah, I'm just over thinking.

Lucky kicks her legs, sending her little feet at my shin.

I jump a little, smiling at her, telling her she didn't hurt me.

I can't think of what happened last night!

All I can think of is the silk of her skin.

The sent of her skin. Roses and cherry blossoms.

The sparkle of her eyes. Deep green forests.

The grip of her hands. Little crescents.

The curve of her hips.

My wife is beautiful.

Neither of us were drunk, the lights showing every flaw in her soft skin...

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Lucky and I go back to the hotel, looking at the crisp sheets with a note on top.

"We hope you and your wife are having a nice time here. If she has cramps or needs aspirin, please tell us. ~ Hotel Staff"

Lucky laughed and picked up the note, "Guess we were quite."

I smile a little and tell her I'll be back.

I race down stairs to the lobby and hail a cab.

Oh god.

I head to the drug store and pick out the one thing most men love.

Most are excited for.

Me, I am terrified.

And so ready.