Anna felt Crowley's weight moving and tensed. And then his hand settled on her shoulder. And then his lips. Anna couldn't really help that she melted under his touch. This is what she needed now. His affection. She needed to feel that Crowley cared about her. And she did right now. He was making her feel like she was important to him.
And their child. His hand on her stomach was more comforting than she'd expected. Actually, she'd expected that Crowley touching their son would have upset her. She knew how he'd treated his son when he was mortal. But this was different. This was good.
Anna rolled back a little, letting her body rest against his. She sighed audibly, not so much tired as she was starved for affection. If anything could make her feel better, this was it. So long as he kept up this prince charming act and didn't turn back into a frog too soon. Or at all, but she wasn't optimistic enough to think he'd be sweet and affectionate forever. He was bound to be an ass again sooner or later... hopefully later rather than sooner.