Abi grinned at Hemingway kept Charlie's first typed work and planted a sloppy, romantic kiss on his stubbled cheek. The man was infinitely adorable in his own wonderful way, especially integrating and valuing family. He was just so good with Charlie.
"Cops and robbers huh?" she teased as Charlie ran out of the room at full pelt, excited and happy. Abi looped her hands around Hemingway's wrists like handcuffs and pulled them behind his back. "You capable of remaining silent, robber?" she muttered into his ear.