At night, Tessa Caldwell lay in bed. Because she had to feed the babies at night, the two little ones were sleeping in cradles nearby.
Seeing Faye emerge from the shower, Tessa said pitifully, "Oh, I didn't shower. I can't shower, but I really want to..." When Faye sat directly onto the bed and was about to lie down, she exclaimed in surprise, "Aren't you going to sleep in the other room? I'm a bit smelly."
But Faye crawled directly under the covers, his hand immediately encircling her waist, feeling her soft flesh, and he wickedly pinched it a bit.
Tessa slapped his hand, "What are you doing?"
"It's so soft," Faye commented with a half-smile, his eyes mischievous.
"You're trying to say I'm fat, aren't you?" Tessa glared at him.
Faye's eyes were deep and mesmerizing. He leaned forward, his warm breath tickling her face, "A bit plump is nice, it feels good to touch. I like it."
