“Sorry”, Thomas apologised and chuckled, he had forgotten Nolan didn’t like him to swear. “Don’t buts your lip”, he said, pulling Nolan’s lip from his teeth, “you don’t wanna bite through it”.
Thomas held into Nolan’s hand, letting him squeeze it through the contraction, “I wonder how far along you are”.
Thomas held into Nolan’s hand, letting him squeeze it through the contraction, “I wonder how far along you are”.