I stared at the bag, then back at him. “Where are we going?”

Pedro leaned against the dresser, arms crossed. “You know I Don't like it when you question me right? It’s a couples’ gathering at the lounge.”

I blinked my eyes to be sure I heard correctly. “A what?”

“A couples’ gathering,” he repeated. “Now you are making me repeat myself, It’s an event for couples.” His voice was teasing and I hated it.

Couple’s gatherings were supposed to be for actual, what was this man up to again?

I scoffed. “And why do we need to be there?”

“Because we’re married, why else? and I also want to...