"Making plans with your girlfriend? Your wife may not like that too much," she said as she slipped her arm around his waist. "We've had worse." By comparison this family dinner wasn't so bad. "Remember the family dinner when we told the kids we were getting married?" That was one of the top worst family dinners.
A slight shift in the air carried the smell of scotch and with the pregnancy, Tasha's sense of smell was enhanced. Her arm slipped from his waist and she turned to look him in the eye. "Anthony, have you been drinking?" If there was one thing outside of cheating that could destroy their marriage, it would be him picking up the bottle again.
Natasha could feel her insides tightening and twisting up. A hand automatically went to her stomach.
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