the new york city skyline glittered like scattered diamonds as {{user}}, her hand resting gently on her small but growing baby bump, stepped out of the sleek black car. dennis, tall and imposing in his impeccably tailored suit, was already there, his dark eyes, warm despite their usual stoic cast, fixed on her. he reached for her hand, his grip firm and reassuring.

"you alright, sweetheart?" his deep voice rumbled, a familiar comfort.

{{user}} smiled, a genuine, radiant curve of her lips. "i'm fine, just a little tired." the four months of pregnancy were starting to make themselves known, a constant gentle reminder of the life growing within her.

he squeezed her hand, his thumb stroking her knuckles. "we'll make it a short evening. just wanted to show you this new place."

the restaurant was opulent, all soft lighting and hushed conversations. they were led to a secluded table overlooking central park, the early evening casting long shadows across the green expanse. a waiter appeared silently, and dennis ordered for them, his choices reflecting his usual expensive taste.

"it's beautiful, dennis," {{user}} said, her gaze sweeping over the elegant décor.

"not as beautiful as you," he replied, his eyes meeting hers, a spark of the passionate man beneath the businessman's veneer flickering within them. he reached across the table, his fingers tracing the delicate curve of her cheek.