He spread his hand on her belly, it was large enough to span her and she looked down to admire his caress.
“We should get dressed,” Ginger said. “The door isn’t locked… and you’re too easily distracted.”
“By your body, true,” he said, rolling onto his back to link his hands behind his head when she picked up his tee-shirt and put it on.
Cam pulled a pot of chocolate pudding from his diaper bag and held it up to babble. “Mama!”
Leaning in, she kissed Shane’s cheek. “Will you give him his pudding? I’ll get his sleepsuit.”
“Isn’t it early for his pajamas?”
“If I put him in clothes, he’ll think he’s going out again,” she said.
Shane went to retrieve son and pudding, as she got everything ready for his bed and put on the water for his bath.
“We can have a slumber party,” Shane said. “I
