"I thought we could visit your hotel room for the evening," James said as we walked out of the ballroom. "That way the sheets will smell like me."
I smiled up at him. He knew how much I hated sleeping without him. Especially when I was away from home. Normally I'd snuggle up with one of his t-shirts and finally be able to drift to sleep. But that wasn't exactly possible in a hotel room. He was so thoughtful. He held my hand a little tighter as we walked over to the elevators.
"Actually, James, do you mind if I use the restroom real quick?" We had just started to walk past the women's room.
"Can't you wait until we get to the room?"
I put my free hand on my stomach. "Not really. I think he's kicking my bladder. I'll just be a sec."
He smiled and dropped my hand. "I'll be waiting."
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