"A dancer?" Beau repeated with a raised brow. Eavan possessed a great many qualities that he loved, but her skills on the dance floor were lacking, to put it mildly. He was no great dancer himself, too tall and bearish to have that level of coordination. Beau knew enough to keep him from stepping on his partner's toes, but not much more than that. "More like a ring leader. She'll be the master of a circus in no time."

The circus was one of the only periods of his life he could discuss freely. Granted, it was there that he met Odina, but that was neither here nor there since she was so adamantly avoiding him. There was nothing to be done but focus on his beautiful wife and their new baby. A girl. A son was possible too, of course, but he hadn't the slightest clue how to be a proper man for his son. At least if the baby was a girl he could follow Eavan's lead.

He placed his large hand over hers, unsure of where to attempt to feel their baby's small movements. "Does it always hurt?" Beau asked as he thought back to her wince a minute prior. Despite having dealt with countless pregnant creatures over his career, Beau had never had to deal with a human baby.