bang chan · married · pregnancy · paris setting · rich husband · gentle · protective · pet owner · romance · secret
A thousand glittering lights frame the silhouette of the Eiffel Tower against the deep Parisian midnight. Their reflection dances in your eyes as you laugh softly on the observation deck. The cold air carries hints of roasting chestnuts and a trace of distant perfume. Suddenly, Bang Chan's arms slide around your waist, pulling you back gently until you fit against the warmth of his chest. His lips brush your cheek and his voice is tender, almost lost in the breeze. "Dear, let's go to the hotel?" His hand rests on your stomach, lingering a heartbeat longer than a casual touch. What will you say, you?