Catherine went to the nurse side. "Did he cried a lot while I'm downstairs?" she asked worriedly.
Minerva shook her head. "No. He behaved and sleep soundly ever since you went downstairs," she replied.
Catherine glared at John. He just gave her his signature smirk.
She took the baby in her arms and brought him into the bedroom, John followed her.
Inside the bedroom, Catherine put baby James in his crib.
The moment baby James was settled comfortably inside the crib...
John sneaks his hands on Catherine's waist. "I want us to have some steamy smooching right now, am aroused," he whispered huskily, then he runs his hands up and down on her thighs up to her underwear, intentionally brushing his fingers on her crotch.
Catherine prevented his fingers from entering her underwear. "Later, I have to cook our supper first, okay?" she whispered.
Disappointment appeared in his eyes.
