Taste in music
Snorting, Mira pat his chest and drew away from him. “Fine.” She turned to open the passenger door, but was already having some trouble getting in. That was the joy of having a growing belly - everything got that much harder.
About to head around to the driver’s side, Ulric pauses before heading back to help Mira inside.
“Rrgh…” There went her back again. She so was looking forward to a good massage later. The farther along in her pregnancy, the more drained and achey she was feeling. It was an odd combination of feelings all wrapped in one. To be drained, horny, tired, emotional at times, and craving food of all sorts.
Mira turned around seeing that Ulric was offering help. She passed a thankful smile. “Thanks, babe.” Slowly, she eased herself into the seat and sighed. “Y’don’t even know how excited I am for that massage.”
Pressing his fingers lightly against Mira’s back, trying to make things easier, Ulric doesn’t move away until she’s up into the seat. “I can guess at least,” he teases lightly, one hand on the outside of the door.
“Mm…hmhm.” she hummed a chuckle, leaning her head back and relaxing. Even getting herself comfortable in the front seat of the truck felt good after a hard day in the garage. She shifted her head against the seat to look down at Ulric. “Lets just say…I’m more excited than any kid in a candy store.”