Ivana Bennett also took a small sip, savoring the taste of the wine, and sighed contently, gently stroking her belly.
"Do you think if I drink while I'm pregnant, this little one might become a little alcoholic?"
"Quite possible."
Lucas Walker wrapped his arms around her waist, sat down on the small sofa nearby, and had her sit on his lap as he reached out his glass.
"This time, I toast to you, thank you for being by my side all these years."
Ivana hooked his neck with her hand and lightly tapped his nose with her glass.
"So... how does the king intend to thank me?"
He didn't speak, just lifted his palm to hold her hand, pouring all the wine from her glass into his mouth.
"Ah..." Ivana watched him finish the last drop, pouting in mock anger, "Lucas Walker, give me back my wine!"
