Sophia whined. “But.. bed and naked and cuddling..” she whispered to Gabe and pouted, “How am I supposed to even consider thinking about food with you still inside of me?” she whispered.
“The only options we have are get up or have him come in here,” He mumbled, shaking his head. “And I really don’t want him to come in here.”
“I’m going across the hall to change, hurry up,” He threw his bag over his shoulder, then grabbed a pair of boots out of...
“Well I don’t. But fine. Leave me to change”