The event was supposed to end at 2pm, but pictures were taken and so was interviews. I wait until Rylee was finish and done changing. After that I personally take her back to her hotel room.

We enter in and I stand by the locked door. "So what's in for tonight?" I ask.

"I'm not sure, but for sure there's going to be a party, celebration, tonight," she answer.

I walk up to her as she pull her clothes out from the duffel bag. I turn Rylee around and surprise her with a kiss. I move my lips against hers and reach to hold her hips. I'm glad she's kissing me back. Her hands run through my hair and trace my jawline. I bring Rylee over to the bed then lay her down. I start to kiss her neck and she releases a soft moan, also tilting her head for me.

"Dawson," she whisper and her voice crack. I move back up to reclaim her lips. Shit, the more I taste her, the more I want her. "Not now," she breaks the kiss and pushes me away. I look down at her before getting off the bed.

I sigh and I loose a few buttons of my shirt. "I haven't eaten anything yet. Do you know a good place to eat?"

"I do," she softly said after sitting up with pink cheeks. "But first I need to shower and change clothes."

I came out from the bathroom and went to the closet where all the clothes I brought are hang. Dawson's eyes are on me as she sits on a chair, and I'm betting that something will happen. I stand in front of the closet and untie the robe on me then let it fall onto the ground. I can feel her stare and it made me uncomfortable. Dawson and I only saw each other naked a few times, not all the time so I'll need some adjustments. After I finish, I turn around.

"When was the last time you've looked at me like that?" I question her with a smile. Dawson cross her arms and lean back against the chair.

"All the time when you sleep," she answer. My mouth slightly open. Does she have a camera in my room to watch my every move?

"You were?" I ask again. Her response was laughter.

"No, I'm too busy to even check on you," oh the tease! She gets up and walk up to me, pulling me by the waist to her once she stands in front of me.

"What's with the weird attitude of yours?" I kept the questions coming. Dawson did do these things, but she stopped a long time ago. So why now?

"Ah, it's nothing new. I just want to tease you," she chuckles then step way from me. Dawson doesn't look fine. It's like she wants to tell me something but is holding back.

"Let's go eat. I'm hungry too and the celebration doesn't start until 7," I announce.

Dawson and I went to a nearby restaurant. People couldn't help but stare at us and it made me happy. This is our first time really going out in public together. To me, I think there is so much things we can do if Dawson allows herself.

After eating, Dawson suggest that we go shopping together. Now that's something new. Who or what changed her, thank you. After buying some things, mostly for me, Dawson lead me somewhere.

"We're going to get you ready for tonight," she informs me before surprising me with a kiss on the cheek. Minutes later, she drags me into a shop.

"Dawson, I can do it myself," I refuse and tries to pull away.

When the staffs of the store saw us, they know who we are and immediately come forward. I quickly stop being stubborn and watch what Dawson is going to do.

"I want your best artists to work on my wife. She better be in perfection in the aftermath," Dawson told them. Oh, did I hear that correctly? She called me her wife again. This is too strange.

"Rest assure," a man with make up on said as he takes me away. I look back at Dawson and she shows me a smile.

I ask put to sit down and I scoff as I look at Dawson through the mirror. She kept her smile on and it made me blush. For about an hour, Dawson kept her eyes on me. I did the same but then she got up and left. I wonder where she's going.

"Rylee, let's go find you a dress. Come with us to the back," the man said. I gladly get up and follow him to the back.

I found a perfect dress. It caught my attention out of the others. The red fade to black dress. After they help put the dress on me, I check myself in the mirror. I look so good. My hands touches my stomach and feel the baby.

"We also have a suit too, if you want Dawson to match you," the man tells me.

"That would be lovely. Um, do you have a blindfold?" I ask. He smiles widely at me so I'll take it as a 'yes'.

I watch as they bring Dawson to the back with the blindfold on. She looks so funny. The woman who led her in let go of her hand and walk away. I silently walk closely in front of Dawson as they prepare the cameras. After a long silence I try to hold in my laugh. Finally Dawson took off the blindfold and I witness her widen eyes. I finally let out the laughter and let her hold my hands. Her mouth opens but no words come out. Then the artists who service me made some comments and take pictures.

"So? How do I look?" I ask before giving a spin to show Dawson. When I face back to her, she smiles.

"Extraordinary," she compliments.

"Dawson, we also have a suit for you to match your wife tonight," Dawson turns her head to the staffs while they present a red fade to black suit to her.

"I'll take it," she said then look back at me.

After Dawson change into the suit, they did her hair and spray her with cologne. A staff member comes to me and ask if they could use the pictures that they've taken to market their brand and shop. I give them permission and they thank me.

"Off you two love birds go," they said. I giggle and wait for Dawson to pay them. I really love the cologne they used on her; I'm going to order her some after we go back home.