Faye POV
With the same smile I used to sleep was the same I used to wake up with. The memory of the kitty costume and the messy night we had, making my cheeks warm under the heavy covers.
The moment I opened my eyes, Princess' hand was on my baby bump, romanticizing. Her fingers were spreading wide across the stretched skin, moving in slow, rhythmic circles that made the pups kick gently against her palm. Yes, we were both naked. After having a long night, none of us chose to put on our nightwear, just cover ourselves with thick blankets. She made a small spoon without turning or moving her body. Her chest was pressed flat against my back, her breathing steady and deep against my neck as she held me close.
