The Bar and Grill Pt. 04

My one hand was wrapped around a sleeping Alistair, holding him close. With my other hand, I rubbed her swollen belly, feeling the tiny kicks.

"Happier than I've ever been before," I said.

"Me, too," she said, leaning into me and snuggling against my chest.

Ain't life grand?

P.S. Don't forget to drop by the Bar and Grill. Our honeymoon to New Orleans gave us some really great sandwich ideas. Can I recommend the Roast Beef Po Boy? It's the tastiest, messiest sandwich I've ever had. Friggin' amazing!

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