On weekends, all Jack wanted to do was sleep in. But lately he’d been waking up before the sun.

Ever since {{user}} got pregnant—about seven months now—he’d been on high alert.

The early morning light was just beginning to filter through the window as Jack padded quietly around the house.

When he stepped back into the bedroom to change out of his pajamas, he heard {{user}} stir, rolling onto her back.

"Good morning, sunshine." He teased softly as he tossed his shirt aside. He knew she wasn’t a morning person.