William’s POV:

I look into Anna’s eyes: “I can’t stop picturing the scene in which I drop my hand on your sexy, toned thigh then you drop your hand on top of my hand making your sexy thigh jiggle in my hand with the impact of your own hand. Let’s go to the mall, my love, and get the perfect outfit for the occasion.”

I feel Jarrod cup my cheeks and begin wiping another wave of my large, hot tears with the pads of his thumbs and their thick, shiny streaks with the backs of his fingers before answering my question. He explains that he unexpectedly got an overwhelming gut feeling that God has blessed us with our baby girl ; and since we're giving all of ourselves to each other mind, body and soul he felt like he didn't have to hold anything back." I then see him lean in and feel him kiss a couple more of my tears and their streaks from the middle of my cheeks to just below my eyes.

As soon as Jarrod slowly pulled away I decided to return the favor. "I'm so grateful to be with a guy who can give me his heart and soul so openly. That he lets me experience his tears of overwhelming love and faith without compromise." I then use the pad of my thumb to slowly and lovingly wipe away one of his falling tears before running the backs of my fingers along its streak stopping just below his eye.

Rachel's POV

Kate was a little sad when her latest job ended.

'I wished it could have gone on forever' she told me, tears running down her cheeks. 'It was a much more enjoyable experience'

She also relished acting alongside an Oscar winner for the first time, as the actress who played her mum, Christine Taylor had won the award five days before her scene with Kate for playing Dora in Inspector Wexford on Holiday.

Our waitress came over to deliver our main courses and we began to eat. We were celebrating our anniversary at a lovely hotel in the city, near the Lyceum theatre so we could see The Lion King. Kate had always wanted to go see it and compare it with the film. I was very impressed, that despite her increased public profile she was still happy to go out.

Her previous film The Lost Stranger had been released and seemed to be doing quite well, despite The Phoenix of Prague getting a box office bump from its 12 Oscar's

Amy had already got a couple of auditions lined up and my wife was eager to get back to work after her break. She was also happy that her friends had success too.

'Beth and Jenna are in The Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew Casefiles' she informed me. 'And Imelda has got a play called The Butler Did It'

We had finished our mains and got ready for dessert

William’s POV:

As soon as Annabelle is ready we all get in the car, not long have I taken the road towards the highway I drop my right hand on Anna’s toned and fit thigh giving her a brief glance and smile: “Do you have an idea of what to get for Christmas with your family?” I start wondering how perfect she will look in a short skirt, maybe even with a Christmas themed outfit.

As I’m still indulging in her sexy thigh, I barely notice I already parked in the shopping center, ready to go to the store to get her outfit.

We start walking inside the shopping center, not thinking her sexy legs would attract the attention of more than one and, a  daring teenage boy approaches us from behind unexpectedly, giving simultaneous pats on her outer thigh and her calf from the outer part of her leg, keeping his hand for a second too long, sprinting full speed afterwards (Does Anna’s muscles resist the firm and unexpected pats the teenager gives her without jiggling or do they give in and jiggle with the contact? Does she choose to flex her muscles to try to prevent them from jiggling (with a chance of success or failure), or does she keep them relaxed not caring if they jiggle, maybe even wobble, or resist firmly? Or does she not have time to react?).

After the unexpected moment, I take her hand and guide her to a store in which I hope she finds the perfect outfit.

Anna's pov:

As we are in the car on our way to get my Christmas outfit, barely on the highway, I feel William drop his right hand on my left thigh. He then looks at me with a smile for a brief sec as he asks if I have any Christmas outfit in mind.

"Nothing specifically." I say and before I know it William and I have arrived at the shopping center.

William and I start walking inside, William with Annabelle in hand. Without warning I'm taken off guard as I feel simultaneous pats on my outer thigh and  calf from the outer part of my leg. It wasn't until I saw someone quickly sprinting away thst i noticed the pats were from an older appearing teenage boy.

Finally getting used to my newly nearly defined muscles I don't fight it and let them jiggle a bit (not that I really felt like I would have had time to react anyways). I can't help notice William looking at my thighs until they fully stop jiggling before taking my hand and leading me into the store.

I look around for a bit not really seeing anything I feel is just right so I decide to ask William.

"I'm not exactly sure what outfit would look best on me. Care to look a bit and make a suggestion?" I ask hoping he'll pick something that catches my eye. After all his effort I'd feel bad leaving without an outfit.