Winter Hart
"Finally!" Mal huffed when she saw us. She was standing in the lobby, wearing a sparkly, icy blue, full-length dress. The slit was high on her thigh, and she paired the look with silver heels. Her long red hair was pulled to the side in an elegant braid. Her make-up was smoky, complementing the lightness of the dress.
"Hot damn," she exclaimed. "You're such a MILF."
Jake and my brother grumbled, and my fiancé pulled me closer. I giggled.
"Please, don't," I told her, shaking my head.
"You are hot, babe. You make pregnancy look good," Sydney chuckled.
"Can we go?" my brother grumbled.
"Pregnancy does look good on you, baby," Jake mumbled, kissing my temple as we walked out of the hotel. There was a limo waiting for us.
Even though I was all dressed up, I wanted to get th
