"Don't pout, doll," Lucas teases as Nikki frowns, plopping in the seat across from him on the private plane. "We have to go home eventually..."
"I know," she sighs, staring out the window as Lucas chuckles.
He watches her for a moment before grabbing her to pull her into his lap. "Don't you want to go home and start our life together?"
"Yes... and no. I like being with you in Italy, just the two of us. I never knew you could speak Italian as well. Is there anything you can't do?"
He laughs, wrapping his arms around her as she smirks. "Well, I lived in Italy for a few years when I was a kid. And... I'm no good at piano." He smiles as she giggles, and he squeezes her sides slightly. "I love your laugh." He brings a hand up to her shoulder, running his fingers up her shoulder to the nape of her neck as he tilts his chin up to her.
She takes the invitation to press her lips softly to his, a shiver running down her spine as he runs his fingers up and down her back. She whimpers, heat shooting through her as her tongue finds his.
Lucas groans against her mouth, his cock pressing against his jeans as he moves his hands down to her thighs under her dress. "Nik..." he moans as she pulls her mouth from his, kissing his neck. She nips at his lobe, trailing down his neck as she reaches down between them, undoing his pants.
Heat and urgency shoot through them as she pulls his cock from his pants. She leans up, pushing her panties to the side as she lowers herself onto him slowly. "It's been a great two weeks..."
"Yes..." he chuckles, pulling the straps of her dress and bra off her shoulders as he kisses her shoulder. "It'll still be like this once we get home."
"I hope so," she moans against his mouth, moving on him harder and faster. "Luke... I..."
He grins, crushing his mouth against hers, grabbing the back of her head to keep her mouth on his as she digs her nails into his shoulders. He grunts, his orgasm following after hers as she begins to slow before stilling on him. "You don't have to hope. We'll always be like this, that's a promise. It may change slightly as we do, but there will always be plenty of love here. Let's go home and start our new life, yeah?"
"How do you always say the right things?"
He chuckles as she moves to sit beside him, and he fixes his pants. "Perché parlo con il cuore." (Because I speak with my heart)
She pretends to gag as he laughs. "Seriously, pretty sure you were built in a lab or something. Written right out of a romance book." (😏)
He laughs again as he wraps his arm around her shoulder. "I don't know about all that. I just know I love you. That's all."
"I love you too," she exclaims sarcastically as she rolls her eyes, resting her head on him.
***
Nikki enters the apartment to find it noisy with Marie with Sam and François with Adrienne. "What's going on?" She hangs up her purse and kicks off her shoes before she's wrapped in a hug by Marie.
"It's been a week since you've been home. Lucas couldn't keep us away any longer."
Nikki laughs, greeting the rest of their friends before being pulled to Lucas. "Hi there, hubby. Seems you planned an impromptu dinner party without telling me..."
"I did... Are you mad?" He whispers as she sighs, shaking her head before she rests her head against his chest.
"No, no. I'm just tired. Is Sam cooking?"
"I am!" He laughs, setting bowls of soup on the table as she squeals, sitting at the table. "I missed you." He kisses her cheek as she grins, picking up her spoon.
"And I missed your cooking." Everyone laughs as the table fills and Nikki takes a bite of the soup. She takes a second bite before groaning, looking at Sam. "What's in this?"
"It's just mushroom soup." Sam looks at Lucas and he only shrugs.
"You like mushrooms, Nik... The first meal I ever made you had mushrooms in it."
"You don't have to tell me what I do and do not like, Lucas." She glares at him as he smirks, reaching over to pat her hand. "Don't patronize me..." She pulls her hand away, looking back down at the soup. "I don't like it..."
Lucas watches her eyes well before she rushes into the bedroom, and he hears the bathroom door slam shut. Sam takes her soup bowl into the kitchen, bringing out the main meal for her. François cocks a brow at Lucas. "She's not..."
Lucas grins, looking around the table as he wipes his mouth, setting his napkin on the table. "Let's find out. Please, keep eating..." He lets himself into the bathroom to find Nikki on the ground beside the tub, crying. "Doll, what is it?"
"I hurt Sam's feelings. I've never not liked his cooking before."
Lucas laughs, quickly snapping his mouth shut as she glares at him. "First of all, I don't think you could ever say anything to hurt Sam's feelings. He loves you. Second of all..." He goes to the sink, opens the bottom drawer and hands her a pregnancy test. "Why don't you try this."
"When did you buy these?" She grabs the test as she stands up and he shrugs.
"I bought a bunch when we got home from the honeymoon. I'll give you a minute?"
She nods, squeezing his hand. "Okay." After peeing on the stick and washing her hands, she opens the door to the bathroom to find him waiting for her. "Might as well wait with everyone else?"
He grins, grabbing her hand. "If that's what you want."
"Je fais," she responds as he chuckles, leading her back to the kitchen table where everyone was finishing their soup. She grabs a plastic bag and places the test inside before setting it on the table beside her plate as her and Lucas take their spots once more. She feels François nudge her on her other side as she smiles up at him.
The house goes silent as everyone glances at each other and Lucas grabs Nikki's hand on the table. He watches her stare at the test. "Nik..." He smiles at her as she looks up at him anxiously. "It'll be okay no matter what."
"It's positive, I know it is. I have felt it all week. I know it's weird, but I can feel it." She glances down at the test, leaning over it as Lucas leans toward her before her eyes shoot up to his. He closes the distance pressing a hard kiss to her lips before looking back at the anxious faces in front of him.
"Go ahead love."
She grins, holding up the pregnancy test. "Baby Bravo on board. Who apparently doesn't like mushrooms." She giggles as everyone begins to cheer and congratulate them.

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