“I’ve always wanted to see a volcano in person,” Fallon tells me as we drive up the mountain that leads us to the Kilauea Volcano.

“Well, there it fuckin’ is, baby.” She smiles and looks to where I’m pointing.

“Oh my God,” she says, sitting up straight in her seat and looking out the windshield like a child.

The volcano is fucking gigantic. White smoke is billowing out the top of it and has been since the early eighties. That doesn’t always mean the lava is flowing, but we’re hoping today we can see some action.

“How close do you wanna go?” Fallon asks me as we both climb out of the car and grab our cameras.

“Shit, as a photographer, I wanna go all the way up to the mouth. But with you by my side, we’ll keep a safe distance.”

The lava flows out of this thing at insane speeds and can reach up to one thousand feet in the air. I have a feeling I’ll have trouble actually watching the volcano with Fallon with me, the need to protect her and the baby is so strong.

Like right now, my eyes are all over her. She is so gorgeous and so also clearly in awe as she takes the cap off her camera and begins to take some pictures. I’d typically do the same, but I can’t. Fuck, I love watching her do something she enjoys. The expression across her face is so ecstatic, and I have to capture it. Instinctively, I bring my camera to my eye and snap a few photos of her.

She glances over at me. “Parks! We’re not here to photograph each other.”

“Says who?” I snap picture after picture of her playful scowl.

“Says me.” And just then, the volcano erupts. The hiss is so loud, and the ground below us shakes as if a jet is flying overhead. But Fallon is fearless, capturing the moment. Scorching hot lava spews from the top, bubbling and hitting the ground a few hundred feet away from us. Still, it seems she’s too close to possible danger.

Another loud rumble goes off, and I grab her by the shoulders, dragging her to the car.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“I don’t have a good feeling.”

She doesn’t question me as we make our way down the mountain, and once we get back inside the car, we’re both out of breath. My stomach settles a little now having something around us to protect her.

“You know, we were nowhere close to getting hit by the lava,” she says.

“You don’t know that.” She giggles a little at my protectiveness and nods to the camera in my lap. “Did you get any good pictures?”

I shake my head, pissed at myself for not even trying.

She turns her camera on and flips through some of the shots she managed to take. “Wow!”

“You like them?”

“They’re fucking awesome.”

“Why didn’t you take any?” she asks me.

“I was too busy taking pictures of you and then panicked when the dang thing erupted.”

“You knew it could happen.”

“I know that, but all I thought about was you and the baby.”

“Ah, Parks . . . you’re so sweet,” she tells me and grabs my thigh, touching very closely to my cock.

I want her. That’s what she does to me; one simple touch has my body in overdrive.

* * *

“Whoa. Slow down, baby,” I tell Fallon as she inhales her lunch.

“I’m starving, aren’t you?”

“I was until you started to eat like a vulture.”

She giggles, grabbing her Sprite and washing down her food. “Sorry, it has to be the baby.”

“Yeah it does,” I tease her and take a bite of my taco. We stopped by this popular food truck that has the best Hawaiian food on the big island, and it tastes unreal. Our time in Hawaii has been unbelievable. Tomorrow is our last day, and I want to make the most of the time we still have here. “What do you want to do before we go?”

“What do you want to do?” she counters.

“Don’t flip that shit back on me, I asked first.”

“All I wanna do is eat,” she says through a mouthful of food, and I can’t help but laugh at her. She has sauce all on the side of her mouth, and I reach over to wipe it away. “You’re an animal; you know that?”

“I know. I’m gonna miss this food when we’re gone.”

“There’s plenty of good places to eat at home, sexy.”

“Then you better start taking me to some,” she teases, and as we sit together eating in this gorgeous place, I can’t wait. I want to make sure that our life is as normal as possible. Since we decided to not tell Leo about the baby, I’m not going to be scared to take her out or anything like that. I want to pamper her and give her the life I’ve always dreamed I could.