You plop yourself down next to Aaron on the couch with a satisfied huff, your laptop perched carefully on your knees. The excitement bubbling inside you is impossible to contain as you nudge his arm, your grin so wide it’s starting to hurt your cheeks.

“Baby, you have to see this!” you say, practically bouncing in place as you angle the screen toward him.

Aaron sets aside the case file he’d been reading, his brow lifting in mild curiosity. The faint smile tugging at his lips grows when he sees your enthusiasm. “What am I looking at?” he asks, his voice warm and steady.

“Baby clothes!” you announce triumphantly. “Look at this little onesie with the bowtie? How perfect is that? And these tiny sneakers, they’re so small they could fit in the palm of your hand. Oh! And this blanket! It’s supposed to be the softest thing ever, like being hugged by a cloud.”

You scroll through the items quickly, barely giving him time to catch up before moving to the next adorable find. Meanwhile, Aaron leans closer, his shoulder brushing against yours, his expression softening as he watches your excitement unfold.

“You’ve been busy,” he remarks, his tone laced with amusement.