"Aren't you going to tell me which restaurant we're going to?" I asked again.
"Not yet, Liz," Henry replied. We were in his car heading home.
"And how am I supposed to know what to wear?" I pressed.
"We'll figure it out at home," Henry said, glancing at me and blowing me a kiss.
Since Bella had suddenly grown, the only things that fit me were my dresses. Thank God it was summer, so I didn't need to buy pants and blouses. Of course, I wore some of Henry's shirts at home, which, by the way, made me look very sexy.
Before I realized it, Henry stopped in the parking lot of his building.
"Weren't we going to my house?" I asked.
"Yeah, I just need to grab a few things," Henry said, hugging me from behind as we got into the elevator.
We reached the top floor, and Henry fumbled with the ke
