"Bite your tongue! Locked doors and silencing charms all around, I'd say," he grinned, kissing her again, "Besides, hard to give the little love in here a brother or sister, we'll have to find some alone time."
His head turned when the mediwitch brought in the breakfast tray and set it on the small bedside table. At a look from Zach, she merely nodded and made her way out of the room quickly.
"Now then. I told Abramowitz that I'd take you home after breakfast," he paused dramatically, "however, I didn't promise that you'd be eating it here." His grin wide, he waggled his eyebrows at her.