“Sounds interesting,” he jokes with a raised brow. “Is my mate in the mood for some outdoor fucking?”
“I could be convinced,” I say with a chuckle. “But first, we need to talk.”
“Is there something wrong?” he asks, stepping closer to me.
“Not at all,” I say placing my hand over my abdomen.
He watches my movement, a look of shock crossing his features. “Really?”
“No, I’m making a joke,” I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes.
In an instant I am locked in his embrace as he kisses me. “I love you,” he says once he pulls away.
“And I love you too, Grumpa.”
The End