Candace felt like a kid waiting on Christmas to arrive when it came to Sam's visits. She didn't mind at all that she got the same gift each time either. Not that it had ever been just about the sex, but the orgasms he gave her on the first day back of his visits...Her ears would ring and she felt weak in the knees into the next day.
It had become their routine without them intending it to. They would be handsy all the way back to Candace's house, rubbing dangerously high up the inside of each other's thighs on the car ride, and their clothes would magically disappear as soon as the front door was shut.
She ended up enjoying her week visiting him in LA more than she expected. Sure, she lived in a city too, but it wasn't the sprawling metropolis of Hollywood. You could still travel across town in well under an hour in Knoxville.
But, they hadn't gone out a whole lot while she visited either. The places they did go were more laid back. Candace had an inkling that Sam had kept their itinerary that way for her sake. He knew it wasn't the kind of place she would visit for the hell of it. So, they had mostly lounged in his pool, went to the beach a couple of days, and took a short hike in the Hollywood hills one afternoon. The only exception he insisted they take was going out to dinner to his favorite seafood restaurant the night before she left.
Sam visited her once a month for the following few months. Candace always looked forward to his visits, but, instead of getting easier when he left each time, it only got harder for her. She tried to blame the increasing pregnancy hormones, but she knew in her heart that wasn't the only reason.
It was especially hard to let him go after the visit when they found out they were going to have a son. Sam was starting on a new project and wouldn't be able to visit her for 2 months.
"You know I'm going to bug you to death about baby names while you're gone, right?" she asked before he boarded his flight.
"I know," he laughed, rubbing her bump. "I'm not sure how much help I'll be."
"Oh, whatever. It's your kid too. Be a team player," Candace teased, leaning in to kiss him. They looked at each other for a long moment.
"What is it?" Sam asked.
Candace shook her head slightly, not wanting to admit what she was thinking.
"I'm going to be huge by the time you see me next."
"Don't go getting self-conscious on me. I expect pictures, you know?" he smiled.
"Fine," she rolled her eyes, but smiled.
"He'll be kicking by the next time you're here too," she spoke more quietly, looking down at her feet.
