Fiona
I was not surprised, but slightly amused, when after making love to me for at least an hour and then devouring a veritable ton of food, Alexander rested back on the couch in his study and promptly fell fast asleep.
I found a throw blanket and draped it over his lap. It was too small to cover much of his body, but I tucked it around him as best I could. Not like he needed the warmth; the fireplace was roaring, providing plenty of pleasant heat to overtake the morning chill seeping in from the big windows. I just wanted him to be comfortable.
I texted Nina to check in. She reported that the baby was still sleeping, having not roused since I left. That was good.
I watched Alex sleep for a minute. And found myself wishing I could snap my fingers and transport him into our bed. He
