Sarah's laughter is music to my ears, honestly. Oh, this pregnancy will be quite the roller coaster ride, I'm certain.

"Well, I'm clean, actually," I say. "Though my mind is dirty, aye. Took you a while to realize I was telling you the truth, didn't it? About me being a bastard..." I nuzzle her hair. "As for what you'll do with me?" I continue in a low voice. "I guess I need to schedule sessions with you daily to appease by wee pregger-woman's hormonal needs, don't I?"

I lick her temple, just because I can.