*Katrina POV*
He was lying to me. I knew it, and he knew it. However, I wasn't going to press him for any answers right now. It was our wedding night, and I was slightly traumatized while trying to hold back some overwhelming 'morning sickness'.
I followed him back to our bungalow, and when he carried me inside, I gasped in delight. "Oh my god, Derrick. It's beautiful. Brandon really outdid himself in here," I gushed.
He came up behind me, and wrapped his arms around me and laid his chin on my head. "He really did. Remind me to thank him properly after this weekend is over. However, that isn't what I want to think about right now, Mrs. Bradford," he said as he kissed my ear.
I turned to face him, and he placed his lips onto mine, and I started to deepen the kiss, but my stomach had o
