Zachary's hopeful expression froze almost instantly.
There, lying comfortably beneath the blanket, was Sienna. She was fast asleep. The room was quiet except for her soft, steady breathing.
He stood motionless by the door for several seconds before letting out a helpless sigh.
"Wife..." he whispered, looking at her sleeping face. "How could you fall asleep without waiting for me?"
There was no response, of course. She was sleeping too soundly to hear him.
He rubbed the back of his neck and laughed quietly at himself.
"So much for all my planning and hope."
His shoulders slumped in exaggerated disappointment before he looked at the ceiling.
"I guess..." he murmured with a wry smile, "our second baby will have to wait a little longer."
Shaking his head in amusement, he gently closed the bedroom door behind him.
His disappointment only lasted a moment.
