"Next thing I know I'll be heading out at 2 am for pumpkin juice and pickled doxy eggs, hmm?"
He tugged off his shirt and tossed it into the corner of the room. With a wide smile, he joined her on the bed and pushed gently at her shoulders until she was laying beneath him. After one long, lingering look into her eyes, he lowered his head and kissed the soft rise of her abdomen. "Our baby," he whispered against her skin, "I like the sound of that. A lot."