Sophie's heart stuttered as warm arms suddenly weighed down on her waist. She lowered her gaze and tried not to smile, but if Keefe's laugh was any indication, she hadn't succeeded.
"There's my girl." His faint stubble tickled her as his chin settled on her head. Her blond boy pressed a couple kisses into her hair. "I can't believe you ditched me."
Sophie smiled, twisting with a plate of his favorite pancakes in her hands. She knew Keefe didn't enjoy waking up alone, but she'd wanted to spoil him after a long first week of college. "I have a good excuse."
Smirking at his wife, Keefe glanced from her to the plate and back up again. "Impressive, Foster," he murmured, leaning in to kiss her good morning, "they look almost as good as you."
