Re: Snookums!
"Liz, stay." Ian firmed his hold on his fiancée and smirked down at her affectionately. Being a new father, he of course was feeling the pangs of separation in his first extended (extended being more than ten minutes) period of time away from his daughter just as badly as Liz was. But Katie was with his parents, who had been absolutely dying to get a second alone with their first grandchild, and after almost a week of basically no relaxation, they needed this too. So Ian had been batting off Liz's worrying--with some reluctance, Katie did get fussy when she---no, no--and continuing to keep her occupied to the best of his ability. "I'm sure my mother has dealt with plenty of fussing from babies between my sister and I."
They continued to sway back and forth on the dance floor, and he found that his hands unconsciously kept running up and down her sides. Her sides that were very not-large, like her stomach that was not-large, which had to be some kind of freak of nature thing, but Ian wasn't about to complain that she'd popped right back to her old form. Not that Liz hadn't looked fabulous while she was pregnant--she always looked fabulous--but damn. Ian really didn't have a lot of experience with pregnant women, but from those he'd known, he didn't recall any of them looking this much like their old selves five days after popping out a kid.
"So I guess this'll be us in just less than a month, won't it?"
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