11-05-2015, 12:43 AM
Ivan's breath caught in his throat. He couldn't even look Sean in the face, but was so grateful for the invitation. He gingerly laid his hand on Sean's stomach, which had continued to squirm and jiggle ever since leaving the doctor's office. Overcome by wonder and affection, he shoved his hand beneath Sean's soft, over worn T-shirt to feel the kicking from inside coming through his warm skin.
I'm not a bad driver. I just drive drive better at an altitude of 3,500 feet where I'm not surrounded by morons.