Alan used to touch her belly so tenderly, eyes so clear in his wonder and love and his dreams of the future. Will's hand, where Alan's had been, made her chest heave with emotion, and when he tightened his grip she tightened hers too, grinding her hips hard against him as she answered his question, first with a ferocious kiss and then with a low, husky, verge-of-desperate: "yes. Bedroom. Now."