Ben watched his wife with a frown. She was angry with him, obviously. She had good reason to be, though he wasn't sure in this case if she was angry at him for what had happened last night, or for having left this morning before they'd had a chance to talk about it. He knew she'd wanted him last night — they had both been aggressively into it from the moment she returned his first kiss — but that didn't mean she hadn't thought better of it since. And he had been the one who had initiated it, kissing her out of nowhere, so if she regretted what had happened it was perfectly reasonable for her to think of it as all his fault.
He shifted Nora towards his hip to hold her more comfortably, and she reached one hand up to tug a piece of his hair. "Ow," he said — less from real hurt and more because someone had told him once that this was the sort of thing you were supposed to do with toddler to help them learn about personal space. "How, uhm — how long have you both been up?"
He shifted Nora towards his hip to hold her more comfortably, and she reached one hand up to tug a piece of his hair. "Ow," he said — less from real hurt and more because someone had told him once that this was the sort of thing you were supposed to do with toddler to help them learn about personal space. "How, uhm — how long have you both been up?"
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