"You didn't have to eat the second helping," Iestyn teased with a grin, following Henry down the stairs. He didn't blame Henry, dinner always smelled good and left them feeling sated and happy. There were benefits to still living with his family.
As Henry reached out to him, he walked over and sat on the edge of the couch to lean over and give Henry a kiss. "Food baby," he joked, rubbing Henry's tummy.