Chapter 7
It was the perfect Saturday. Jack woke up to an aroused boyfriend, and they had a round of brilliant, lazy wake-up s*x before breakfast. Jack enjoyed the gentleness with which Callum almost smothered him that morning.
Afterwards, hair still damp from the shower, Jack strolled downstairs to help set up breakfast. Baron had practically ordered him to take time off until the baby was born, after an interrogation had gone haywire (zombies were not just dumb, they were also prone to violence against cops), and Jack had got a blow to the stomach.
Mrs. Chang had confirmed all was fine, though, and today, after having slept off the sore spots from the fight, Jack felt rested, cheerful, and relaxed.
He wandered into the kitchen. Here, Callum was frying eggs. Jack walked up to his love
