Hemingway laughed softly at his enthusiasm about spelling, and grinned at Charlie's assessment of papa.
"She does need papa, doesn't she?" Hemingway teased Abi lightly, his hand lifting to cup her chin and his thumb brushing against her cheek just for a moment.
But Charlie was waiting for a spelling lesson and didn't have time for this nonsense, pulling at his free hand. "Mmhmm, so papa is... P-A-P-A..." he told him, pointing between them for Charlie to eagerly type it out. "Charlie and mama and papa!" Charlie exclaimed, thrilled to have them all together on the page.