"Well you were the one who said it wasn't Clothesless Day, Baby," he replied. Jack slid a hand across Tessa's leg and just rested it there, then tucked his head back into the crook of her neck and pulled back her hair so he could kiss her right below the ear.
His eyes flicked towards the bed, and he could definitely make out the shapes of both dogs. Buttercup's head was on Tessa's pillow, and Boomer had taken his half of the bed out of the middle. "Our kids are so spoiled," Jack chuckled.