He sat at the table watching her dance around the kitchen. She'd promised another meal fit for a king because he didn't eat any of the last one she cooked. Her twirling body came his way several times and she kissed him, completely uninhibited as she moved to an unheard melody inside her head. Her hips wiggled and swayed, making the room much hotter than it actually was.
They needed to talk, but he hated to interrupt her performance, and his stomach growled with growing hunger.
"I heard that." She laughed from across the room.
"I need to build my strength." He couldn't stop the goofy grin he knew was plastered on his face.
"Yes, you do. We have a baby to make." She winked and he had to control the urge to pick her up and take her back to bed.
"So your devious plan rests on us producin
