Several weeks had passed.

The day was beautiful.

Liam had woken up first that morning, as he almost always did. He spent a few seconds simply watching Olivia sleep. Her face was peaceful, her lips slightly parted, one hand resting instinctively over the small swell of her belly.

A smile tugged at his lips, filled with quiet affection.

He moved closer, sat on the edge of the bed, and began placing soft kisses across her face, her forehead, and the corner of her mouth.

“Good morning, sleepyhead..