‘You want anything?’ he asked Iris, leaning down to kiss her. ‘Well, all this talk about hot chocolate…’ Archer sighed but the little smile on his face betrayed him. He loved every minute of it. ‘I’ll get you one.’ ‘Extra marshmallows, please. It’s for the baby.’ Archer laughed and pressed another kiss to her lips before straightening. ‘Of course. For the baby.’
