At some point, I roll over to my back and wake to find Ward perched over me, hands on either side of my stomach, his head tilted to the side. I burst out laughing, which makes the baby kick and Ward jerks slightly.
“I don’t know if I should have been spooked by that, or found it as amusing as I did.” I mumble sleepily, and Ward smiles crookedly at me.
“He rolled.” Ward says almost sheepishly, and then his tone changes to one of awe. “And I felt it.” I stifle a giggle, and fake a stern look.
“He? I thought we already discussed this. How do you know this isn’t our daughter you so boldly speak of?” I break into helpless laughter at the end. Ward has the look of a curious pup and it just keeps putting me off my stride. He leans over me to kiss me and then tugs me upright into a hu
