On Point

"You never disappoint, Cook," he panted from beside me.

"God you're incredible," I breathed.

"Told you there was nothin' to be nervous about," he mumbled as he planted his soft lips on my cheek.

"If I had known it was goin' to be that good I would've been a hella lot more nervous, just sayin'."

"You worry for nothin'."

"I love you," I grinned as I swiped my thumb across his cheek. "You think I could stay here tonight? What with the early practice I have tomorrow?"

"Sure, that's why you wanna stay," he snorted. "I know you're real motives."

"Better than I do?" I questioned.

"Of course," he said sleepily as his eyes fluttered shut. "Congrats on your game Abbs."

"Thanks," I replied through a yawn.

He threw his hand over my belly. "I love you Abbs."

"I love you too." And with that my eyes closed in a peaceful sleep.