The call is a three way. I prepare to make adjustments for both my protection and the display options. "Hello and good noon."

"Good noon, sir." The two managers greet. 

"There are new arrangements to discuss. Starting with the updates done with security. As of now, the roster has a total of three thousand men. I'm in need of your highest package to double the force."

"Is there a threat we should know about?" The security manager is curious as to why this is occurring.

"I've acquired new relations since the last EXPO. Meaning I have more people to protect...not just myself. My wife and in laws will be present. This is an extra precaution." I omit the part about the Mafia. There's no real cause for concern yet. Only warnings. Hopefully, it stays that way. Until then, everyone in my vicinity will be cloaked under the satellite.

"Good to know."

"As for the stage crew, a shipment will arrive by 6pm. New hologram tech to display virtual additions."

"So, there are no more physical products in the showcase?" The stage manager queries.

"No, there will be both, a hybrid innovation."

"That'll be interesting, I'll inform my crew."

"Thank you. See you both in 3 weeks." I terminate the call and leave the office. I feel I'm well enough to be around her again, now that I distracted my brain.

I find Madi preparing brunch. Mimosas and a bowl of yogurt and fruit. She adds a shot of cognac to orange juice. "Hey boner killer."

I snigger and kiss her. "Are you ready for fun?"

Madi bites her bottom lip. "Yes..."

"I'm talking about Paris." I sigh. "Clean your mind, Mrs. Harrison." 

"No...Mr. Harrison." She smirks. I take a seat, only for her to sit across my lap like a child. She feeds me the yogurt. "We definitely have to go back to that field. Maybe have a picnic. Oh! Bike riding would be fun, too!" Her bright-eyed enthusiasm lifts my spirits. I love it when she's all hyped up. "The air balloon too. I want to recreate the moment with our rings." She scoops the spoon out of my mouth. "Where else are we going?" 

"All my favorite places."

"Like?"

"That's a surprise. Trust me, you'll love the next 3 weeks."

"3 weeks?" My baby gasps. "Wow, that long?!"

"Prepare to be spoiled."

She hands me a glass and takes one for herself. "To being spoiled...for the both of us." Madi does a toast, clinging her glass to mine.

The first place we go is the open field. The piece of green heaven bathed in sunlight. The white horses graze the rolling hills. Madi chose a red and white polka dot dress. Very vintage and chic. A Marylin Monroe halter top type. We have a picnic here, complete with the iconic blanket and basket. The boxy blanket brings back memories of quality time with my family. 

They weren't always horrible. We had good days. Fun times. I guess that'll forever be in the past. I shoo away the depressing thought and share a string of cranberry spaghetti with my bunny. We replicate the scene from Lady and The Tramp.  

I love the taste of her saucy mouth.  

We sip on fruity black tea with hints of vanilla, caramel, and lemony bergamot. There's a magical moment where a swarm of white birds soar past us in uniform. This entire field is unbelievable. 

We go horse riding again. This time Madison chose the all black equestrian outfit, high boots, long sleeves shirt. I match her. I know her every thought as her precious eyes scope out my ass in the fitted pants. I size up her tight booty, enjoying the way it bounce as the horse gallops. We spend most of the day and night here.  

We ride until the horses tire, allowing them to drink from the river and chomp on apples. Madi and I lay in the grass and stargaze. I'm glad she was able to get her fill of the riding, last time we had to rush off. I'm tempted to crash here tonight just so she can savor the view. She almost cried last time. This place spoke to her, same as it did with me. The field was a potential proposal destination. 

The stars explode the sky. The moon is so clear and full. I could spend a lifetime cuddled up with her. "Soo...we're alone." My baby runs her hand up my leg. 

"You're going to be sore."

"I took aspirin."

"That doesn't help."

"I feel fine."

"For now....give it a few days."

Madi ticks her tongue in annoyance. "Have you ever done it in the grass?"

I snicker at her question. "Take a guess."

"I say you have, caveman."

"How'd you know about my sex cave??" I'm honestly shocked that she guessed my craziest rump session.

"WOW...I was joking!" She snorkels out laughs. "You're despicable!"

"Guilty."

"You ever did it in space?"

"Hmmm...that'll be interesting." 

"I call dibs on that; all your exes will quiver with envy." My wife cockily watches the glittering sky. We end up dozing off. I'm confident enough to sleep here because of the satellite. And the fact that the horses would work as an alarm system if anyone snuck over to harm us. The rippling river and soft wind drift us to sleep.  

In the morning, I decide to revisit the dress shop. Anne Elisabeth Boutique. The same French woman who stripped naked greets us. I notice her hide all her attraction for me because of my wife. The news of our wedding is worldwide. She knows her place now. "Hello, Mr and Mrs Harrison. How may I serve you?" Her intense accent fumbles the English words.  

"Nightingale. Faisal Abdullah." I request the world's most expensive ball gown. Made of crimson silk and taffeta. It has over 750 diamonds sewn on it. 

"Of course, sir. I promise to offer the upmost service. Please disregard the last hiccup." The woman begs. 

"Of course."

The cashier hustles off to the back of the store where they keep the exclusive merchandise.

"What happened last time?" Madi tilts her head to the side.

"She stripped naked..." I choose not to lie.

My bunny covers her mouth. "In the store?"

"I have that effect on women." I brag.

"Did you check her out?" Her navy eyes suspiciously probe me.

"No." Once again, I'm honest.

"Hmm..." Madi stares towards the back at the worker. It seems she's sizing up the woman's body. "That sucks, she has a nice shape."

"Does she?" I'm sure to keep my sight on my wife to convey that I only want her body.

"Yes."

"Well...I'm used to groping handfuls of you. The boney figure is played out."

"Aww." My wifey twirls my hair through her fingers. "Stop it."

I hug her from behind. "Never."

The cashier brings a zipped dress jacket to the counter. "The gown, Mrs. Harrison. Have a lovely day."

My baby takes the zipped dress from the counter. "Thank you for the quick service, have a glamorous day!" She says, all chipper.

The worker grins. "Thank you."

MADISON

Jace and I exit the shop and stride to a unique car. A mixture of French old-school charm with a touch of evolution. A modern race car clash. A muscle body with character to its headlights, which are doubled, 4 instead of 2. It has a witty attitude by having more headlights than a normal vehicle. I wonder if Jace would let me add eyelashes to his new whip. He opens the door for me. As I said, it's a traditional car with advancements, so the doors work normally. "Can I add eyelashes to the front?" 

"Eyelashes???"

"Yeah." I slip into the automobile.

"Umm....why?"

"It'll look quirkier."

"You're so weird." My hubby shakes his head.

"That's why you love me, admit it."

Jace gets into the driver's seat. "That...and your boy body." He simpers.

I gasp dramatically. "You only married me because I'm shaped like a guy!" He animatedly zips his lips. "WOW! Unzip your lips and face the consequences." I attempt to pry his mouth open, but he's strong. "Jace, open your mouth." I giggle. 

"Uh uh..." he mumbles a no.

"Fine...I won't let you eat me later."

"Okay...you win." He gives in fast.

"Now, what do you have to say for yourself?"

"I can't help my greediness." He sizes up my body, I have on a form fitting dress. Jace savors my shape. "Forgive me."

I plant my eyes on his crotch. "You can make it up to me later."

"You bet I will." My husband smooches my hand. "So, where to next?"

"The air balloon...let's spend the whole day floating in the sky." The explorer in me activates.