Page 119 of Broken Souls

“Oh.” I smile.

“It's been a month since we've had Cash, so I thought once a month we will have a night to ourselves. The older he gets, the more time we'll make for each other.”

I go over and hug Axe, leaning up and kissing him.

“Thank you,” I whisper.

I'm literally hankering all day for the dinner. Once the sun starts going down, I rush upstairs and decide to pretty myself up to the extreme since I've been in pyjamas for so long. I have a quick shower and wash my hair. I choose the prettiest dress I have and add a face full of makeup to liven up my tired features. My dress is a floor-length maxi dress, light blue with a floral print, spaghetti straps with a low neckline. It's flowy enough for me to wear since I've still got a bit of belly. I haven't had the energy to get back into shape. I put on a pair of shiny sandals since I don't want to wear high heels.

When I go downstairs, I see Axe standing at the bottom wearing a white button-down shirt, the top couple buttons undone, with black dress pants. He looks gorgeous. My mouth waters at how handsome he is. His eyes look up at me and he smiles beautifully.

“You look amazing.” He reaches for my hands when I step down the last stair. “You look like a mum.” He smiles.

“Really?” I look down with a frown. I want Axe to think I look sexy.

“Elora.” He pulls my chin up so I look at him. “I mean you look beautiful in a dress like that. It's classy and you have a mum glow.”

“Oh, thank you.” I smile. “I guess I want to know I still turn you on.”

“Elora, of course you do. You don't have to dress sexy for me to be turned on. But if you're worried, I won't complain if you go lingerie shopping.” He grins.

I chuckle. “Let's go to dinner.”

“Dash already picked up Cash. We have till midnight.”

“Then let's make the next five hours the best they can be.”

We're seated at a table as soon as we arrive at the restaurant. I look around the dimly lit room, the place giving off a romantic atmosphere. The place is full of couples sitting across from each other, just like us.

“Can I start you off with some drinks?” the waitress asks politely.

This is going to be great; being served since we've been too tired to cook.

“A bottle of wine,” Axe orders.

“Any preference?”

“White wine, thank you.”

“I'll be back in a moment to take your order.” She walks off.

“This is perfect.” I smile.

Axe grabs my hands in his and presses a kiss to both.

“You deserve it.”

We both order our food, going for a pasta dish for our entrees and then juicy steaks for mains. When I look around I notice a difference between Axe and me and all the other couples here. They're all talking, giggling, eating neatly. Whereas Axe and I are silent, scoffing down our meals like we can't get enough. I guess that's what happens when you have a newborn; we're going to eat like crazy when we get a date night. When the waitress comes back we order dessert.

“If you were expecting sex tonight, having a three-course meal wasn't a good idea.” I chuckle.

“I didn't realise you were ready for sex.” Axe stares into my eyes.

“Oh, well, I'm not. It just came to mind.” I chuckle again.

There's no way I'm ready for sex one month after having a baby. I should talk to Dr Cindy about how long I should wait.

“What do you want to do after dinner?” he asks.