Lake adjusted the seatbelt for the umpteenth time, the baby seemed to have gotten another growth spurt the past handful of days, his waist hurt even more recently.
Although he was the one driving, Davian noticed every single time he adjusted, a concerned frown growing on his face. Today was one of the few days Lake went down to the company, in front of them was the vibrant but cold sunset of winter - they were on their way home.
In the backseat, Rosie was busy on her tab, organizing the last of the days work as well as communicating with the other secretaries who were making their reports for the day.
Lake's dark brown hair was held out of his face by by gold hairpins embedded with black diamonds. His expression was open as he minutely adjusted the straps of his seatbelt again like he wasn't even aware he was doing it.
"Honey? Are you uncomfortable?" Davian finally cracked, not quite sure if he wanted to speed up or slow down.
