<em>Jake &amp; Jazz, in Truck driving to the Estate</em><br/><br/><br/>They’d been on the road for a couple of hours.  Jazz was sitting in the center of Jake’s three-quarter ton truck as they sped down the highway.  Since they lived so far out, it was a fair drive anywhere.  Plus on this occasion they had to drive because they were pulling the horse trailer.<br/><br/>She could have sat in the regular passenger seat, but she wanted the closeness of her husband. So she chose the middle with her head leaning on his shoulder.  He’d been extra sweet to her lately.  He always treated her like a queen, but since the news of her pregnancy she caught him looking at her more, holding her hand and giving it a tiny squeeze and then kissing her knuckles for no particular reason.  So naturally she had a dreamy grin on her face  most of the time.<br/><br/>Her nervousness over this weekend was still there below the surface.  Jake had offered to cancel if she wanted.  Just knowing he would was enough.  But she wanted to make him happy and this was a part of him, something he’d wanted to share with her.<br/><br/>Over the last week she’d imagined all sorts of bizarre things as to just what people would do at such a weekend.  She’d even had a few dreams about it.  Jake had insisted on packing there bags and she was certain there were going to be several surprises to come.  But she also trusted him.<br/><br/>With that thought, she pushed all the others away and snuggled closer to him placing a kiss on his cheek.  “You don’t think they’ll be disappointed in my inexperience do you?”  She asked knowing when they arrived she might not have as much time to ask questions.  Dropping a hand to his thigh, Jazz rubbed it against his jeans.<br/>