Josh Batton enjoyed days like this.

Somebody to miss him when he was out, and somebody to wait for him to go home.

Whenever he returned home, the lights would always be left on for him.

“All right. Can you also get me a cup of milk tea?” Annabeth Cates asked.

“Silly girl, you’re pregnant. You’re not supposed to drink milk tea sold outside. You know this," he chided gently. "I'll prepare some for you when I get home if you really want some, okay?”

His tone was tender, it sounded like he was