Dorothy's POV
My mate never fails to amaze me. Joseph has this talent for catching me completely off guard, and I swear he gets a thrill from watching my face when he pulls these grand gestures. Like filling our entire packhouse with enough flowers to stock a botanical garden.
After he dropped the party announcement on everyone, we headed upstairs to clean up and change clothes. Of course, my insatiable mate had other priorities too, since he's determined to get me pregnant. We ended up having our own private celebration first, with promises of much more later tonight.
I honestly can't tell who's more wound up about this party, Joseph or me. The energy radiating from my usually serious, battle-hardened mate feels almost electric. He's bouncing around our bedroom like an overgrown puppy while we get dressed.
"Did our earlier activities not tire you out at all?" I tease him.
