He lets out a soft sigh of contentment, his massive body shifting down to the second step, then the third, to sit next to me. His gaze is sleepy as he burrows his face into the crook of my neck. “You need to eat dinner,” he murmurs, pressing a sexy, tongue-laced kiss against my collarbone, his one arm curled around my shoulders, his other hand splayed across my belly affectionately.
