Later that night, Althea and Garan settled the babies in the crib next to the bed. The two of them looked at the adorable soft pumpkins in the breathing softly without a care in the world.
They admired their children for a while, with Garan wrapping his strong arms around her stomach and placing his chin on her head as they did so. The back of her head naturally rested on his generous shoulder, feeling relaxed and protected.
It was just that Garan's hands started to move under her night dress…
Althea frowned and turned her head to glare at the man. "The babies are here!"
But he chuckled instead, leaning down and lapping her sensitive ears. "I can keep quiet…" he whispered, "Are you not confident?"
She blushed. "You—"
But she stayed strong. Pushing his lips away from her ears, she looked at him sternly. "No, I need to plan my research building. It'll be available for use in a few days."
