The Cloaked Woman

"Multiple!?" Ryan gasped.

"Look at your face!" She laughed again as he froze mid-blush. Then she felt herself grow dizzy once more when the back of his hand started moving downwards along the middle of her waist, ending at the top of the curve of her ass where she sat on his thighs.

"It's a girl and that. . . was just a. . . joke," She said in between pants. "You don't have to worry about it… I'm a bunny girl, not a bunny."

"I'm so relieved." He breathed out with relief while chuckling into her ear. "But tell me, how do you know it's going to be a girl?"

She paused before replying, trying hard not to break into another fit of giggles for fear of sounding even more like a fool for what she was about to say next—something only a child would ever think.

"Because I already saw her in my dream last night..." she admitted sheepishly after pulling away from his arms to look him dead in the eyes.