Cepheus stopped and stared at the shirtless wonder of his husband. Maybe he was getting second-hand pregnancy hormones. He smiled at him for a moment, then nodded and walked over to him, kissing James deeply.
"Yes. He's out like a light." Cepheus promised, running his hand up James's chest. "Will you make us a grilled cheese? With that gouda we like? I think the chef is starting to pass judgement on how much we eat."
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