"They'll get bigger." She says, leaning back so that he can get a good angle with the camera. "In a few years. Some women go up a two or three cup sizes when they're pregnant." Even if Rachel has no intention of getting pregnant anytime soon, she's started to notice that Noah really likes the idea of it. Or more specifically, the way her body would handle it. She doesn't know if it's a man thing or a Noah thing but Rachel isn't above manipulating the things that turn her boyfriend fiance on.

Rachel trusts him plenty. They're both actually surprisingly (at least on Noah's part) tidy people and they've spent enough time living on two totally separate schedules that sometimes it's like they're living alone anyway. "Or. You could fuck me now and take comfort in the fact that the anticipation that will grow over the next few days will make our wedding night explosive." Not that it isn't always, but still. Sex between them is always on a whole other level when they've been separated for a few days. And with the whole...getting married and getting tattoos of each others fingerprints thing, she can only guess that everything will be ten times stronger.

Once the camera is gone, she pulls him back down, cupping his jaw so she can take her time kissing him.