Ashley snuggled up against me as she signed my program, and I signed.
"Can I offer you a lift?" I asked her tentatively.
She replied, "No, I have a better idea. Come with me, let's grab dinner! I bet you like to eat!" She reached out and lightly touched my stomach - which, looking down, stuck out further than I remembered - and smiled at me.
"Uh, sure," I said, taken aback by this turn of events. Ashley said, "Come on then, I'm hungry," and she started off towards the performer exit. I hurried to catch up with her. By the time we go down to the changing rooms, I was huffing and puffing - Ashley walked fast, and I definitely hadn't walked that far, that fast in a long time!
"You the guy with Ashley?" barked a huge guy parked outside Ashley's changing room.
"Yeah," I puffed heavily.
"Wait here!" he indicated a space beside the door. I pulled out my cell and let the driver know I didn't need him here, but that he should be on standby to pick me up later. I could hear him grinning as I hung up.
I stood, my legs shaking slightly, my heart rate slowly coming down, and in almost no time Ashley reappeared, looking....
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