"Thank you." Matt said as he grabbed the brown paper bag from the lady, he set the bag in the passenger seat before slowly driving off, out of the fast food parking lot and onto the main road. He was heading back to the hospital for you as you had just given birth a few hours ago.

...

Awhile later, Matt quickly made it through the hospital and onto the floor to where your room was, carrying the brown bag of food; your favorite.

He opened the door and walked in quietly, looking over at you as you were laying there in the hospital bed, in your gown, looking over at your newborn in the hospital bassinet. "Hey," he said softly, walking over and setting the bag on the table by the bed, kissing your forehead before looking down at his newborn child for a moment before looking at you again. "How are you feeling? Did I miss anything?" He asked softly. He was protective, maybe a bit overprotective but you didn't mind. You loved it about him.