Sylvan Cheney bent down, his hot lips brushing against her chin.
"Isn't it enough?" He raised his eyebrows ambiguously.
"I wish you could stay with me 24 hours a day." She laughed, hooking his fingers and refusing to let go.
Without knowing where the emotion came from, she just wanted to cling to him, not wanting to be apart for even a second.
She hadn't been this clingy before.
"I'll try to spend more time with you in the future, but once the little one in your belly is born, the world won't be so quiet." As he spoke, Sylvan glanced at her belly.
He hadn't yet had enough of the world with just the two of them.
If there really was a little one, with all its noise, he didn't know if he would get used to it.
"The house will be lively." Jasmine Yale, on the other hand, looked full of anticipation.
"Really..." Sylvan didn't dare to compliment that. It's not liveliness; it's clearly chaos.
