Chapter: 1298

"Okay."

Aimee sat in the passenger seat, shook her head and sighed dramatically. "If only I weren't pregnant! We'd be hitting the bar tonight, getting drunk, and having the time of our Lives. How thrilling would that be?"

Bethany glanced at her with a small smile, not mentioning that she had just been to a bar the night before.

“Even if you weren't pregnant, Nikolas wouldn't let you go anywhere near a bar."

There were too many men in bars, and they had an unspoken understanding that any woman who walked in was fair game. If Aimee ever set foot in a place like that, Nikolas would probably shut the whole bar down without a second thought.