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Sawyer walks in the door balancing a small stack of paper carefully in one hand and carrying a bag of groceries in the other.

... and immediately trips over Duke. The dog and the man glare at each other as if the other is to blame.

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He shrugs. "If you feel like it. Babysteps, y'know?"

"Okay," she says again and cups his face, running a thumb over his bottom lip.

Experimentally, "James."

He reaches up to catch her hand and kisses her fingers gently. "It'll take some gettin' used to."

"Yeah," she smiles. "Babysteps. But it's nice."

She moves her fingers over slightly so she can kiss him.

"And it'll be easier to explain to Seth why I named him that."

Apparently, Duke is jealous of all the attention not being paid to him. He tugs at Sawyer's pants leg.

Sawyer nudges the dog with his toe. "Not now, pup. You'll get your turn."

She laughs against his mouth and peers down at the puppy. "Not the same sort of turn though. Just so we're clear on that."

"Crystal. Ew."

"I was talking to Duke," she smirks and stands carefully, settling Peony back on her now empty chair. Then she makes her self comfortable in his lap, looping one arm around his neck, so she can kiss him more easily.

"Oh. Right." He slides his right hand down to her belly. "How's our girl doin' today?"

"She's been easy on me today. I barely even got nauseated at lunch time."

She looks down at his hand and then moves it just inside her shirt to feel the beginnings of a baby bulge there. "She's got hair now."

He chuckles. "I hope it's on her head."

"We'll love her anyway, even if it's not," she grins and looks back down at their hands.

"Do you remember my friend Eska? She helped deliver Seth."

He shrugs. "That night was kind of a blur, angel."

"Well, anyway, she's really good at what she does. I don't get to see her much, but she said she's going to keep an eye on us, just in case the, er, pregnancy, is. . . different somehow."

He starts to look a little worried. "She got any reason to think it might be?"

"No," she says and her fingers flex against his. "But she said my pregnancy with Seth was the most difficult she'd seen before and, you know, I don't know why Seth is. . .special, but we have been living in the bar for a long time and. . . I just want to make sure everything is fine every step of the way."

He nods but doesn't really look less worried. "Yeah, I reckon."

"Hey," she says softly and places a small kiss on the side of his mouth. "Everything will be fine. We're just taking precautions."

"I know, I just... don't necessarily have a good track record with family."

"Nothing's going to happen to her. I won't let it."

He chuckles. "My hero."

She smiles but it's an uneasy one. "I'm serious, Sa--James. This is. . . she's one of the only things I can give you that no one else has. I'd do anything to protect her."

He reaches up to run his thumb along her jawline. "Sweetheart, you've given me all kinds of things no one else has. The baby, your love... hell, a chance!"

"It just doesn't seem like it's very much sometimes," she murmurs. Her smile strengthens a bit though, just the same, and she rests her forehead against his.

"We're really moving in together this time, aren't we? We're finally doing it."

"Not much, my ass. It's everything."

He smiles as her head rests against his. "Yep. You ready for this?"