George looked up as Angie came in, and leaned back against her. He liked to think he could feel his child moving inside her, even if it was far too early for that. Just the thought of the baby curled up safe inside made him smile.
"We're having a baby," he said, tilting his head back to look up at her. "Again." He tugged on her hand gently until she bent down so he could kiss her.
"I'll come with you. I was done here anyway." He pushed the papers aside, projections for the next fiscal year for the shop.