You are baking cookies. Your husband was tom

While mixing the dough you felt strong arms wrap around your waist.

"I love it when you're baking chéri", your husband says, kissing your neck. You smile and a quiet moan escapes your mouth.

"Eww daddy stop kissing mommy", your daughter yells, covering her eyes with her little hands.

You chuckle and tom releases you. "You can kiss her and I can't?", tom says walking towards her. "Yes", she says proudly.

He takes her in his arms "Then I'll kiss you" "No no no", she giggles. He runs in the garden with her while she can't stop laughing.

You watch them through the kitchen window while caressing the little bump in your belly.