"That's fine. You can sign paper documents and give me sole ownership of all of them as soon as they are born. And, don't worry." I kiss her cheek, then whisper into her ear. "Capitolites don't get Reaped."

"Yup." I smile. "Sure did." I grab her hand and take her into the bathroom. "Need help getting that dress off?" I ask, eager to see her without clothes on.

(Almost time to take it to PMs or are we fading to black?)