Evelyn was pulled from her sultry thoughts when she heard Axel say, "Go ahead, I will catch you..."
Oliver laughed and rolled away from his father, who caught him easily and started tickling his sides. Their son laughed with delight, his laughter bubbling over like pure joy.
Finally, Evelyn's feet moved.
She crossed the room, sat gently on the opposite side of the bed, and felt Oliver immediately curl into her side with a wide grin.
"See, Mommy? Isn't it comfy?" Oliver beamed at her, then closed his eyes dramatically as if pretending to drift to sleep.
Moments later, Axel lay on his back, his presence making the bed feel unexpectedly smaller.
As Evelyn looked at his position, her nerves started to flare up again, just like the last time she recalled. That morning, when she woke up, he was lying beside her.
Her thoughts swirled wildly.
